overheard your conversation. tonight i'm not satisfied 
sitting here i realize that i always think i'm right 
so it's over for all of you 
my scenery is lakes and trees 
i just can't keep all concrete 
i've fallen for this metal and i love this handle 
so it's over for all of you 
two round holes cut into this fabric 
and i will slide it over my head 
i'll chase you for all hours 
i never see you make the effort to chase me 
now your final place is this lake 
stare at me now on your way down