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Well, I don't like talkin’ to myself But someone's gotta say it, hell I mean, things have not been going well This time I think I finally fucked myself You see, the life I live is sickening I spent a decade playing chicken with oblivion Day to day, I'm neck and neck with giving in I’m the same old wreck I've always been And when I see her in the park It barely merits a remark How we stand the standard distance Distant strangers stand apart Course I've been humbled by the void Much of my faith has been destroyed I've been forced to watch my foes enjoy Ceaseless feasts of schadenfreude And as the pace of life keeps quickening Beneath the bitching and the bickering When I try to drown my thoughts in gin I find my worst ideas know how to swim Well, a setback can be a setup For a comeback if you don't let up But this kind of hurtin' won't heal Letras de cancionesAnd the end of our wanting Is all I've been wanting And that’s just the way that I feel I met failure in Australia I fell ill in Illinois I nearly lost my genitalia To an anthill in Des Moines I was so far gone in Fargo South Dakota got annoyed That’s the shit I'm talkin’ 'bout When I talk to you about Ceaseless feasts of schadenfreude And a setback can be a setup For a comeback if you don't let up But this kind of hurtin' won’t heal And the end of our wanting Is all I've been wanting The end of our wanting Is all I've been wanting The end of our wanting Is all I've been wanting And that's just the way that I feel From Letras Mania