| All my life I’ve had the feeling
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| that I was born too late
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| With a sense of direction
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| but nothing on my plate
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| No, I was not that fortunate
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| And this year’s been worse
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| though I couldn’t admit
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| I kept a straight face but nearly fell into the pit
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| But that’s just my luck
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| I should’ve seen it coming
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| I always knew but I couldn’t tell
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| There’s a snake in the wishing well
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| I always knew but I couldn’t tell
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| There’s a snake in the wishing well
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| All my life I’ve had the feeling
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| that mine’s particularly hard
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| Like a supporting actor
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| yearning for leading parts
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| But that was never in my cards
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| When I though I’d make it
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| they said never would
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| I tried to make a point but
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| they didn’t think it was good
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| No one ever understood
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| I should’ve seen it coming
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| I always knew but I couldn’t tell
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| There’s a snake in the wishing well
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| I always knew but I couldn’t tell
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| There’s a snake in the wishing well
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| And I try my best to keep walking straight
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| but a weight around my ankles makes it strained
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| I know I’ve always been seen as strange
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| but I could never seem to do
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| things in someone else’s ways
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| If you can’t continue on the road you’re on
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| don’t go back where you came from
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| No, you find a new one
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| At least that’s what I’ve done
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| And I always keep the strings loose
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| so the other ends don’t know when they’re cut
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| I decided a long time ago that I’d
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| always put myself first
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| No sacrifice is too big to make
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| I’d give my life if that’s what it takes
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| It seems to end like that anyway
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| I’ll know when it’s over
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| I’ll show myself out |