Текст песни Empty Set

I heard you make the saddest sound Four AM., sitting in the dark Take a little taste and spit the rest out Hide the pieces, keep them in a jar Sticky fingers love filling pockets but They're always losing the key Whispers on the phone, guess I should've known That we'd never agree Despite what you might think It wasn’t up to me Dropped in the middle of the continent Watch out where you step, it's a twisting path Kick up a little dust and then repent Hang your flag up high and they’ll let you pass Nothing to declare but your charm and flair Spent the whole day in line Whatever made you sick, now you're over it Still I must decline In fact, I never signed Watch the slow rewind Face down and swinging like a suicide I can't bear to look, what an ugly mess You’re truly in an awful way Burned out, cigarettes piled on the desk Filled the empty set, haunted by regrets On their manicured lawns Taken for a ride, nothing left inside I bet you're hoping you're wrong They’ll be here before long By then I'll be gone