[Verse 1]

Holding on to decades-old fleeting comments

Like laces tied together as you try to run away

Make it stop or make it better

Whichever takes less effort

Look it in the eye, then look down and walk away

[Verse 2]

Courtesy calls to say: "You're still fucked

We're just checking you're still happy to wait forever"

Sure! What's another indeterminate length

When you're too late

[Verse 3]

Running out of backbone

Reaching round your neck

Do you have much breath left?

Running out of backbone

Reaching round your neck

Do you have much breath left?

Running out of backbone

Reaching round your neck

Do you have much breath left?

Running out of backbone

Reaching round your neck

Do you have much breath left?