you're on your own now
we're tired of lending hands
our new agenda, it cuts you from all our plans.
so get in line, boy
and keep that mouth of yours closed
don't need opinions
just work them hands to bones

we stood in place and watched them tear us apart
they cut us open and ripped out all our parts
but we kept quiet; we let them have their way
we made our point by having nothing to say

we all broke up right on cue
we'll take you down with us too

you'd better jump ship
this [bad word] is sinking fast.
there's nothing to save here
our worth has all but passed.
the muddy waters are slipping in through the cracks.
the ship is sinking

we sit on our hands and watch it all fall
no one blinks an eye
there's not much worth saving
just lots of buildings and concrete colored skies

but then you came and picked us up [bad word] our hair and made us look like people
and we learned to feed ourselves again
we built some homes and filled them full of clones

but we won't wait until you get back
we'll be gone long before you arrive
we were never built to last
but we'd like to tell you:
thanks for the good time
it was nice to have known you
we'll all be just fine
and we'll try to write you
and we appreciate the lies
but we're done believing you