Lyrics

Wait, I confess
There’s no way I could get all that off my chest
But you can still remind me of the past

And are we stuck up ahead?
I don’t trust my motives, run while you still can
When in doubt just wring that old song out

I should be ashamed, the things that I’ve done
You must be insane to follow someone
So apt and prone to wander
Lord I feel it so lead me along

Fate, acquiesced
As I choose to stay aboard this sinking ship
If I set sail, just beat that drum to hell

And if southward I fall
I will only have myself to blame it on
Lest I forget, the source of my regret