It's not complicated,
the lines been drawn.
But I can't differentiate,
the side you're on.

Are you my nemesis or my lover,
I guess six a once half a dozen of another ...

When it's water under the bridge,
I guess it is what you say it is.
So go ahead and push me,
put me out of my misery.
But I still can't see why you'd come waidin' in ... after me.

I can feel the wear and tear,
the older I get.
I can hear the gear slip and squeak when I step.

So what's the point with all your bullshit comments.
So what's the difference in backhanded compliments and loaded questions.

When it's water under the bridge,
I guess it is what you say it is.
So go ahead and push me,
put me out of my misery.
But I still can't see why you'd come waidin' in ... after me.

It's water under the bridge,
I guess it is what you say it is.
So go ahead and push me,
put me out of my misery.
But I still can't see why you'd come waidin' in ... after me.