While we're on the subject
Could we change the subject now?
I was knocking on your ear's door but you were always out
Looking towards the future
We were begging for the past
Well...we knew we had the good things
But those never seemed to last
Oh please just last

Everyone's unhappy
Everyone's ashamed
Well...we all just got caught looking at somebody else's page
Well...nothing ever went
Quite exactly as we planned
Our ideas held no water
But we used them like a [bad word] 
Oh, and we carried it all so well
As if we got a new position
Oh, and I laugh all the way to [bad word] Saying yes, this is a fine promotion
Oh, and I laugh all the way to.. [bad word] 
Of course everyone goes crazy
Over such and such and such
We...made ourselves a tiller
We just used it as a [bad word] We were certainly uncertain
At least I'm pretty sure I am
Well...we didn't need the water
But we just...built..that...go...god.. [bad word] ..

Oh, and I know this of myself
I assume as much for other people
Oh, and I know this of myself
We've listened more to life's end gong
Than the sound of life's sweet...bliss

Was it ever worth it?
Was there all that much to gain?
Well we knew we missed the boat
And we'd already missed the plane
We...didn't read the invite
We just dance at our wake
All our favorites were playing
So we could...shake...shake...shake...shake...shake...

Tiny curtains open and we heard...the tiny clap of little hands...
tiny...man would tell a little joke and get a...tiny laugh from all the folks...
Sitting drifting around in bubbles and...thinking...it was us that carried them...
When we...finally got it figured out that we [bad word] missed the boat...

Oh, and we carried it all so well
As if we got a new position
Oh, and we owned all the tools ourselves
But not the skills to make a shelf with
Oh, what useless tools ourselves