It's not complicated,

the lines been drawn.

But I can't differentiate,

the side you're on.

Are you my nemesis or my lover,

I guess six a once half a dozen of another ...

When it's water under the bridge,

I guess it is what you say it is.

So go ahead and push me,

put me out of my misery.

But I still can't see why you'd come waidin' in ... after me.

I can feel the wear and tear,

the older I get.

I can hear the gear slip and squeak when I step.

So what's the point with all your bullshit comments.

So what's the difference in backhanded compliments and loaded questions.

When it's water under the bridge,

I guess it is what you say it is.

So go ahead and push me,

put me out of my misery.

But I still can't see why you'd come waidin' in ... after me.

It's water under the bridge,

I guess it is what you say it is.

So go ahead and push me,

put me out of my misery.

But I still can't see why you'd come waidin' in ... after me