!!! INTRO: Keep it tight against your chest This is my time I d like to see the table turned Trade your placemat with mine See if you can still make a ball Or maybe eat the apple whole And the furthest I could reach Was as close as I had come I m in over my knees And still the only one Who has to get get a grip on himself I could use some outside help INSTRUMENTAL: X2 It s already stale It s just getting older and my sights We re sinking so quick That the best I could do was jump ship Waiting with bad bated breath For the winds to change It s just a well worn-out suggestion To occupy the day I wished that I knew when I threw it away That I could deal with feeling this strange But it sounds so similar To something that I ve done before So I give myself a slap on the wrist And you jam my hand in the door It raises a smile from you But it s only worth a by-line mention A simple footnote from an impractical joke Couldn t seem to hold your attention