Cutting Off The Corners

There's no more searchin' for answers

Better leave it anyway

You wonder how it'll feel like

When he gets to be your age

And now I'm cutting off the corners

I'm circling the drain, I'm washing out

I'm always looking for the answers

You're always begging me to let you out

When the apartment is empty

And the well has run dry

When it takes all the strength in your body

Just to keep it alive

Still see you everywhere I go

Before you shavеd your hair

It was you in the back seat

It was you in the back of thе crowd, I swear

And now I'm cutting off the corners

I'm circling the drain, I'm washing out

I'm always looking for the answers

You're always begging me to let you out

And now I'm cutting off the corners

I'm circling the drain, I'm washing out

I'm always looking for the answers

You're always begging me to let you out

And now I'm clawing at your back door

I'm crawling up the stairs where I saw you again

And I was sleeping on your front porch

Yeah, I was begging you to let me in