He who hesitates is me
My indecisions yours to see
I have these words to say
But they dont come til youre away
All I want to do is define
The grey areas yours and mine
Mind races excuse excuse
I cant pry my tongue loose
[chorus]
I am a chickenshit
Libidos low my hearts with it
So I write this dubious hit
I am a chickenshit
The subjects getting old
I strike while the irons cold
I could tell you anything
Except what my tongue wont bring
Ive had enough of this
Wounds with a lemon twist
Whats that on your left hand shadows of a wedding band
[chorus]
Why repeat the past
Memories will last
Not a lot to say
Say it anyway
What is past you now
Seems a sacred cow
All I wanted was to give us both some hope
Im not good enough
Im not strong enough
To be creator and destroyer of the rope
Are you sitting down
Yes youre sitting down
You should be running but your pasts a ball and chain
You know all about the first step
But can you take what comes next
The winds direction doesnt need a weather vane
Are you happy now?
Are you happy now
I was open but your walls were in the way
Just a little faith in me
Just a little empathy
You could be dealing with a different man today
Siddown
Sit down
Siddown
Sit down
Siddown
