standing up to the world and all you see, now
telling yourself you`ve gone away for good, now
but there`s not enough time
and there`s no really good reason
to return now
feeling horrid and happy seems the same, now
a crazed grin and furrowed brow`s the norm, now
but you know there`s a difference
a subtle inhibition
that you try to block out of
your fragile mind now
giving all that you`ve got to think good thoughts, now
and you find you`ve given all of it to her, now
but there`s not enough time
and there`s no really good reason
to return now
I`ve heard `em say "everybody plays the fool", now
but I`ll never be anybody`s dupe, no
`cause there`s not enough time
and always a good reason
to return now
I`ve felt pain, I`ve been anesthetized
by sharper tongues and brighter eyes
weak at the knees and petrified
I`ve bowed down before and fucked my pride
the last time I went away
was only when I was out of my mind
but this time it`s for real
and I can`t get myself to get up to return now (Koski)