One By One

I can stare at the second hand

And it seems to say

"hey fucker. what are you staring at?"

And I look at the minute hand

And I say to him

"hey man, why do you move so slow?"

Well you know what I'm feeling

But its not what it seems to be

Cuz time it's not on my side

Time's made a fool of me now

What am I doing?

You think you've got it now

Instead of me and how

But sometimes I like to take a minute out

And look back at all the things

I could do, and will do

Is it worth it?

The pressure is built up

From all around but when

They finally sink in

Without a sound again

Night and day is all the same

For your gain

I soiled my name

Can't you see what you've done?

For your own amusement

You've had fun

They say bad things come in three's

But they seem to come one by one to me