Walk by yourself, I've offered you my hand in friendship You live alone; don't want to see in my house You never contend, but you get your seat at ringside You say you're self-made; least you're taking the blame
You used to take a chance, I remember You used to roll the bones, seems like a long time ago When the chips were down, you left me At the rendezvous, I was on my own
CHORUS: Excuse me if I make you nervous But I could never put my trust in a visionary Phone's dead when you call room service You're a troublemaker, you're a mercenary Don't wear no black dress But you're a widow maker You want the money
Better see your soul, now you're reaping a sore harvest When the horn sounds, your house it's gonna be Jericho In the superbowl, your quarterback is broken When the day it comes, see me laughing
CHORUS
You make me n,n,n,n,nervous Walk by yourself, I've offered you my hand in friendship You live alone; don't want to see in my house You never contend, but you get your seat at ringside You say you're self-made; at least you're taking the blame