If I seem just a little bit out of touch do you 

Think it could be because of you? 

Underneath real blood and deep conviction is 

Another point of view 

You cound down the days 'till the addiction gets a 

Foot into the door 

(You want what you got but you don't know) 

All this time you see no end 

You know no feeling anymore 

(You got what you want but you let go) 



Polish up your final campaign 

Give a title to the way you're moving in 

To stake your claim 



You feel faint you say you can't control your tone 

You don't know what I mean 

(You want what you got but you don't know) 

You never seem to have a problem finding time to 

Meet your needs 

(You want what you got but you don't know) 



Talk about pretentious 

Can you tell now that you've left us out to dry 

But you can't ever tell me why 



All rise here comes the patron 

His cause can't be mistaken 

His eyes are turning red 

'Cause he don't fit in 



Talk about pretentious 

Do you know now why you've left us out to dry? 

So next time you see me 

You'll know now how to greet me 

Just remember days go by but so do I