D 
While we're on the subject 
 Could we change the subject now? 

       G 
 I was knocking on your ears 
 Don't worry, you were always out 

 D 
 Looking towards the future 
 We were begging for the past 

          G 
 Well, we know we had the good things 
 But those never seemed to last 

                 D 
 Oh, please just last 

 Everyone's unhappy 
 Everyone's ashamed 
 Well we all just got caught looking 
 At somebody else's page 
 Well, nothing ever went 
 Quite exactly as we planned 
 Our ideas held no water 
 But we used them like a dam 


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D           A                 G 
 Oh, and we carried it all so well 

G 
 As if we got a new position 

D             A                    G 
 Oh, and I'll laugh all the way to hell 
G 
 Saying, "Yes, this is a fine promotion" 

D             A                    G 
 Oh, and I'll laugh all the way to hell 

 Of course everyone goes crazy 
 Over such and such and such 
 We made ourselves a pillar 
 But we just used it as a crutch 
 We were certainly uncertain 
 At least I'm pretty sure I am 
 Well, we didn't need the water 
 But we just built that good goddamn 


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 Oh, and I know this of myself 
 I'd assume as much for other people 
 Oh, and I know this of myself 
 We've listened more to life's end gong 
 Than the sound of life's sweet bells 

 Was it ever worth it? 
 Was there all that much to gain? 
 Well, we knew we'd missed the boat 
 And we'd already missed the plane 
 We didn't read the invite 
 We just danced at our own wake 
 All our favorites were playing 
 So we could shake, shake, shake, shake, shake 

 Tiny curtains open and we heard the tiny clap of little hands 
 A tiny man would tell a little joke and get a tiny laugh from all the folks 
 Sitting, drifting around in bubbles and thinking it was us that carried them 
 When we finally got it figured out that we had truly missed the boat 


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 Oh, and we carried it all so well 
 As if we got a new position 
 Oh, and we owned all the tools ourselves 
 But not the skills to make a shelf with 
 Oh, what useless tools ourselves