Leftovers

Two thousand faces turn to look at me
I sadly read their lips before you called to me
I never wanna hear you say you care for me
Cause if you did I'd know that you were there for me

Fatigued women who want to change the world
Became my enemies before they wrote a word
I never liked the way you heroes looked at me
You never knew I wasn't where I ought to be

You can't fix a car by changing tyre
You can't change a tire whilst poking holes
I could stand before you whilst on fire
You wouldn't piss on me to save your souls

Two thousand faces wearing drama masks
And no, they're fine at home, so there's no need to ask
Look in our eyes, does our sadness verge on trivial here?
Stoic sounds to me like apathetic, dear

You ask why I came here if I don't want to be?
My health was never my highest priority
The middle men so down to earth, they're lost on me
Top guns and their emotional chastity

You can't fix a car by changing tyre
You can't change a tire whilst poking holes
I could stand before you whilst on fire
You wouldn't piss on me to save your souls
I'd rather burn alive than lose control

(Hmm)

Two thousand faces give or take a few
You've seen so many faces, I suppose it's true
New is old, but old is hardly ever new
Do you remember me? 'Cause I remember you.