I've come home and I've come clean
But that time is our time
Oh, that time is our time
And you're wasting that time
Oh, you're wasting that time
How can you shave my soul
When there's no loving at all?
You got some nerve coming down me like that
Band throwing loud I'm thinking you're an only child
Well I ain't got time for it and neither does he
So get off your high horse and fall on your knees

Farewell well well
Farewell well well

You got some nerve coming down me like that
Prancing around showing your brand new hat
But you ain't impressing anybody no more
Less I'm attracting you to a door

Farewell well well
Farewell well well