Wait I'm going for that walk I meant to take Three months ago This place Didn’t leave this rancid a taste In my mouth before What am I good for? Was it wrong for you to know? Why am I here for Friends who will finally shut their front doors? And I need to take a bath But you’ll soon be right back I take the money and I run Like the bad kid I never was Only fail upwards on the backs of the good ones I can reluctantly Refract all this blame But take it from the pill in me There’s nothing deep to say What am I good for? Was it wrong for you to know? Why am I here for