No Way to Talk

I bought the house, lost the wife
See the kids from time to time
I'm sitting in the bathtub
And I'm trying to make me feel alright

9 to 5, 8 outta 10, 4 stars
I mean no offense
I'm not saying I am discontent
Just maybe I'm not fully happy

I never thought I would become
A cogwheel, yeah, a broken man
I've always been so reasonable
But is there still a way to change this?

I crashed the car 20 miles
Into the trip, but, man, I'm fine
I made it out alive
And ain't that something, ain't that something?

Hold my glass, I'll pour the wine
We're doing this Van-Winkle-style
In 20 years I'll reconcile
With everyone that hasn't died then

What a waste of energy
Can't I skip this century?
Just put me into induced sleep
'Cause this already feels like coma

And who's gonna say I'm wrong?
Who wouldn't want his life to be prolonged?
Who's gonna stand up and say
"That's no way to talk!" - cause it's no way to talk

Hold on, hold on, hold on to me
If there's no one else I'll
Hold on, hold on, hold on to me
I may loose it