The pendulum swings to the beat of my music
Another lonely night in the city of angels
Grandfather clocks line the halls that I walk
In my mind and I'm scared because
I'm sick of losing my time
I can't be wasting my time
Hours on girls who won't love me back
I'm no good at that I need some help
Writing about wasting my time
I'm afraid of getting old
Walking on the lonely road
Wishing I'd done it different
Cause every dollar's getting double interest
Time takes its toll on me
But alas the son rises again
I'm worried that I'm gonna break
Is this sustainable until the end
Watching me fade away, telling my stories
To all of my grandkids about why I'm worried
I'm getting nervous vision gets blurry
I'm sick of losing my time
I can't be wasting my time
Hours on girls who won't love me back
I'm no good at that I need some help
Writing about wasting my time
Writing about wasting my time