It happens to me from time to time
I realized I've waited too long
I pretend to turn the blind eye
Before I know it, I've lost sight of it all
Even though it was there all along.
Finger on the trigger
I've steadied my sights
Could be the easiest shot of my life
But I'm not gonna do anything about it
You know... It makes me sick.
The symphony's playing on time
Everything's quiet and perfect and cool
The maestro is wasting his time
Tonight though, the notes just are getting along
I'm not going out
I gotta work in the morning;
These excuses I make
I'm the king of etc. etc.
That's just not really me
I plead to change and succeed (not really).
Finger on the trigger
I've steadied my sights
Could be the easiest shot of my life
But I'm not gonna do anything about it
You know... It makes me sick.