It seems every day that I wake up
I find a new dent in my armour
Plot holes - a few stories untold
I'm indestructible - that much she knows
It seems every day that I wake up
Try as I might I'm not much of a fight
Like that guy in faces of debt
I blew up before I reached my target
My guts are in my hands now
And you're watching me with me pity
'Cos you don't see yourself in me
Until much long after I'm gone
Blood on the streets will get washed away
By indifferent tides - wave after wave
Then you'll see the skies as I see them
My bloody guts in my hands as I see them
I said I want to be invincible
But I don't want to seem unkind
I know I can't escape my crooked shell
But I don't want to be exiled back to hell
'Cos the years have made me kinder
Time has a way of wearing you down
Time you never had - time that wouldn't pass
Time that slipped right in between the cracks
The years have made me kinder