Now just sleep in it
And dreams will cut the words out

I grind my teeth
Grind my teeth to chalk
Finding words to say to you

Any fool
Fool can carry on
With grand delusions

Any dog
Dog like me could find
The best way through the fence
You just don't think about the time
You just don't focus on the time, oh

Of all the things you planned and never did
Of all the things you asked of me

While you worried 'bout the time
You just worried 'bout the time
Oh, oh, oh, oh

This neighborhood
This hood's a border town
Plagued by numbers

This fallen tree
Tree turned into boards
Boarding-up the doors to you

Of all the things you planned and never did
Of all the things you asked of me
All the things you said, and never did
Oh all the things you promised me