I'm growing out my hair, like it was when I was single
It was longer than I have known you
I had no money then, I had no worries then at all
With such a high standard of living I just feel like I am dying
I would start an argument but you can barely even talk
There is always good reason for your silence
You had to take care of some business
So I fix your plate and I stay out of the way
Will you stay like that forever right in front of your computer?
You'll look up one day but you won't recognize me
So you want to change, you read a letter from a lawyer
Want to take me out to dinner
You want to bury me under a mound of shopping bags
Like it would really make a difference, or make up for your disinterest
I'm a bill you pay, I'm a contract you can't break.
And it's like I'm underwater, or on an endless escalator
I just go up and up, but I don't ever reach the top.
And it reads just like the Bible
Twenty centuries of scandal
It all depends on how you interpret it.
The word is love, the word is loss, the words are damaged goods
That's what I am. A lifetime gets chalked up to an experience
Coincidence, we are chained to the events, that's it.
