You took on the tasks headstrong,
I had a plaster on my finger,
Like a playground accident,
Waiting around to be stitched up,
And wrapped in cotton wool,
You slept in peace quite soundly,
Like an innocent prisoner does,
We'd be so free if our mouths stayed shut.
Can I talk,
To you before,
Your mouth opens,
Life is a long lesson.
Maybe I should've spent less time on luxury,
I couldn't afford to be a face,
If threes a crowd,
Then two was you,
And three was me,
Dancing around without my hardhat,
On the building site of destiny's work in progress.
Would you,
Keep my,
Vital organs warm?
Would you tell me,
If I've gone too far?
Are we waving goodbye for the last time?
I thought we'd already done that,
I'll be answering the tip line,
But watch nobody come forward,
The line is dead its awkward,
It's feeling unimportant.