It's Time

It's time I say this all out loud.
There's nothing left to cry about.
This same old shit is getting old.
My cards are blank, it's time I fold.

Cause the drug's...
They bring me down.
As for love...
It's not around.
I've taken time, I've changed my mind, I figured I'd be there by now.
But somehow nothing seems to change...
They often tell me that I'm doing well, I'm going places, but,
I never seem to feel the same...and I say...

It's time we say this all out loud.
There's nothing left to be so proud.
Our foolish ways are getting old.
Our cards are blank, it's time we fold.

Cause the drug's...
They bring me down.
As for love...
It's not around.

I've taken time, I've changed my mind, I figured I'd be there by now.
But somehow nothing seems to change...
They often tell me that I'm doing well, I'm going places, but,
I never seem to feel the same...

I've taken time, I've changed my mind, I figured I'd be there by now.
But somehow nothing seems to change...
They often tell me that I'm doing well, I'm going places, but,
I never seem to feel the same...

I never seem to feel the same...