who is to blame
for taking your name
and proving you bad about town

who stole your soul
held it high on a pole
and painted you up as a clown

you think you fly free
but it looks to me
like you never even left the ground

but it’s ok – to say
you live a life that let you down
it’s alrigh t- don’t deny
sometimes you trip and hit the ground

don’t pretend – i’m too good a friend
oh the things you thought you knew
you forget, or haven’t learned yet
wishing it won’t make it true

give me advice
while you’re paying the price
of stepping out of the light

you told me you won
but all you did was run
you never even put up a fight

a tear in your eye
life is passing you by
and you pretend you’re still alright