You know, you look so borednPermission granted, what I took you fornA ride, an open doornElbow deep in intentions and omnivoresnA toast to what was lostnThe mark from your choker an albatrossnThe time and hurt embossednElbow deep in investments, forget the costnNo thanks, I'll passnI've conditioned myself not to asknNo thanks I'm spentnConditions came and wentnI'm still 100 percentnConvictions came and wentnI'm still 100 percentnAll I know is this time they opened the door, at last I'd arrivednNow everyone tells me not to gonAll I know is this time it's as if I narrowly survivednKeep repeating these linesnBrace yourself