Sometimes it's a matter of fact
Everybody in your bed with their diplomats
Sometimes it's a matter of taste
Everybody wants to hear about the big mistakes
Everybody wants a piece of your heart
Telling you they've been there for you right from the start
It's never easy baby but it's a must
You gotta find out exactly who you can trust

Every day is like a marathon
Wondering how you ever go so far from the dawn
You look around you and everything changed
Everything broken, unspoken, and strained
She lifts a pistol to your temple and smiles
Don't worry baby I'll be here awhile
Sometimes you wonder in too deep
It's all going under you just gotta keep it
Rolling

Everyday is a mater of haste
Telling you that you have too much talent you waste
Most times the cards are all stacked
Everyone but you knows you are on the wrong track
And when you feel like there is no turning back
Your idols are broken, the marble is cracked
That's when you gotta push it right to the edge
Without looking back and just step right over
The ledge

Everyday you gotta run for your life
Wondering if it's them or you that stuck in the knife
It doesn't matter when you reach the end
So come have a seat and relax

She pistol whips you and tells you your clever
Don't worry I'll be here forever
And now you realize you're in too deep
It's all going under you just gotta keep it
Going

Each day she glares at me across the morning sky
She's coming from the east to kill me I know it's true but
She won't tell me why she spins around me numbered pirouettes until I'm gone
In the mean time I know my only choice is to
Ride on