Bad Bet

Lyrics: The calendar says at me, "pick up the knife, I'll always be flipping one page at a time you cannot outrun me, you've already died with your lost opportunities, 3 years behind." The smug condescension, I know it's the truth affixed in the mirror, I study the proof. At age 24, one's practically elderly caught in the quicksand: sixty-hour weeks (chorus) It was a bad bet waking up, I shouldn't have been so tough. It was a bad bet waking up, I shouldn't have pushed my luck. Lies, they're only lies - that we each have something worthwhile inside you've gotta fight to leave a mark. Step on heads and then preach to those who are stuck in the dark, they are the means of your strength, your self-satisfaction, all pieces in man's unholy invention so you tell them they're better, then they listen and try, but you know they're lies; only lies. Oh love, if you love me, when I fall asleep around my neck your sweet digits will creep, then smile to yourself as you suck out the light the angel I prayed for, come in the night.