I’ll be a wrecking ball but I’ll be ok My body will have to suffice for the lack of a place To destroy brick by brick, day by day While you were holding hands I was led astray
Time will change Nothing ever stays the same These things pass then they fade away
So labouring has become my occupation To undo the damage done from feeling forsaken I need a hammer and I’m looking for someone Who knows the answer to my only question?