I'm growing out my hair like it was when I was single

It was longer than I'd known you, I had no money then

I had no worries then at all

But with such a high standard of living I just feel like I am dying

I would start an argument but you can barely even talk

But there is always good reason for your silence

You have to take care of some business

So I fix your plate and I stay out of the way

And you will stay like that forever, right in front of your computer

You'll look up one day but you won't recognize me

So now you want to change

You read a letter from a lawyer

Want to take me out to dinner

Want to bury me under a mound of shopping bags

Like it would really make a difference or make up for your disinterest

I'm a bill you pay, I'm a contract you can't break

And it is like I'm under water or on an endless escalator

I just go up and up but I don't ever reach the top

And it reads just like the bible, twenty centuries of scandal

I guess it all depends on how you interpret it

The word is LOVE

The word is LOSS

The words are DAMAGED GOODS

That is what I am

A lifetime gets chalked-up to an experience, coincidence

We are chained to the events

That's it