Poised And Ready
You're poised and ready, unable to make a sound
Your hands are sweaty as you look down
You're running already when you've hit the ground
You're willing and able, so nice to have around
The head of the table is tightly wound
The noise is loud, so turn it down
When you think about it, try to wrap your head around it
You find none of it makes any sense at all
And people you once trusted are now looking so disgusted
And they're waiting anxiously for you to fall
You take for granted and take what you can grab
Forsake what's landing into your lap
You shake the hand and take a stab
There's no need to doubt it
There's never been two ways about it
It takes a thick skin
There's ways around it but no way in
And when you think about it, try to wrap your head around it
You find none of it makes any sense at all
And people you once trusted are now looking so disgusted
And they're waiting anxiously for you to fall
And there you go, turning everybody you know
Turning a one man show, so take a look around you now
And suck it up and take a bow
You're living and crawling and trying to catch a breath
You're stalling and dying a sudden death
And all the while you second guess
And now the time has come to for it to stop
The crowd was done, so call the cops
You're like a boy who turned and shot
You're poised and ready, unable to make a sound
Your hands are sweaty if you look down
You're running already when you hit the ground
Your hands are sweaty as you look down
You're running already when you've hit the ground
You're willing and able, so nice to have around
The head of the table is tightly wound
The noise is loud, so turn it down
When you think about it, try to wrap your head around it
You find none of it makes any sense at all
And people you once trusted are now looking so disgusted
And they're waiting anxiously for you to fall
You take for granted and take what you can grab
Forsake what's landing into your lap
You shake the hand and take a stab
There's no need to doubt it
There's never been two ways about it
It takes a thick skin
There's ways around it but no way in
And when you think about it, try to wrap your head around it
You find none of it makes any sense at all
And people you once trusted are now looking so disgusted
And they're waiting anxiously for you to fall
And there you go, turning everybody you know
Turning a one man show, so take a look around you now
And suck it up and take a bow
You're living and crawling and trying to catch a breath
You're stalling and dying a sudden death
And all the while you second guess
And now the time has come to for it to stop
The crowd was done, so call the cops
You're like a boy who turned and shot
You're poised and ready, unable to make a sound
Your hands are sweaty if you look down
You're running already when you hit the ground
Credits
Writer(s): Brendan Benson
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