What the fuck is this world

　　Running to, you didn't

　　Leave a message, at least I

　　Coulda' learned your voice one last time

　　Daily minefield, this could

　　Be my time, 'bout you?

　　Would you hit me, would you hit me?

　　Oh oh oh...oh whoa whoa...ow...

　　All the bills go by, and

　　Initiatives are taken up

　　By the middle, there ain't gonna be any middle any more

　　And the cross I'm bearing home

　　Ain't indicative of my place

　　Left the porch, left the porch

　　Oh oh oh...

　　Hear my name, take a good look

　　This could be the day

　　Hold my hand, walk beside me

　　I just need to say...

　　Hear my name, take a good look

　　This could be the day

　　Hold my hand, lie beside me

　　I just need to say

　　I could not take a-just one day

　　I know, when I would not ever touch you

　　Hold you...feel you...ever hold...never again...

　　Yeah...

　　Yeah...