I am tired of doing them favors
Steering clear
Of what we both hold dear
Yeah the man is lucky some might say
I sway, they say, I shouldn\'t stay
And I settle for what\'s left
A higher road and a stormy mess
My values, yeah and my soul
The world benefits
From the regards I hold
But whatever I wanted has been
Passed on to the other woman
And I did that, with my own hands
Running this moral errand
They come in, less aware
And stay in, with little to care
Three times, three times in a row
This has been, a fucking catastrophic show.
-Al