Lyrics:

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

SOLO

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

CHORUS TO FADE