Chalk Lines On A Dull Grey Wall
Step back through the doors
Ride through the sunset with me
There's something you should see
Work your fingers to the bone
You'll wind up all alone...
I'm on my way out the door.
Don't drive me into the ground.
Troubled is he who wears the crown...
I want you outta my mind.
Our worst days are behind
There's one thing you should do.
Work real hard for something you'll never earn
I won't be here when the lesson's learned.