Lyrics

It's another day in Cell Block Me,
rocking back and forth, too plain to see
as the boxers fly into the ring,
talking soft and saying everything.

When I play, you say it's just an act:
cue the line, and instantly retract.
But I'm not just waiting for the wings --
talking soft and saying everything.

I am done with running after you,
and though I'm not sure what I should do,
it's the "should" that's finally lost its sting --
talking soft and saying everything.

-- Dolph L. Chaney, 17th October 2002, 8:44pm