It's not complicated,
the lines been drawn.
But I can't differentiate,
the side you're on.
Are you my nemesis or my lover,
I guess six a once half a dozen of another ...
When it's water under the bridge,
I guess it is what you say it is.
So go ahead and push me,
put me out of my misery.
But I still can't see why you'd come waidin' in ... after me.
I can feel the wear and tear,
the older I get.
I can hear the gear slip and squeak when I step.
So what's the point with all your bullshit comments.
So what's the difference in backhanded compliments and loaded questions.
When it's water under the bridge,
I guess it is what you say it is.
So go ahead and push me,
put me out of my misery.
But I still can't see why you'd come waidin' in ... after me.
It's water under the bridge,
I guess it is what you say it is.
So go ahead and push me,
put me out of my misery.
But I still can't see why you'd come waidin' in ... after me.