Lyrics:

I've been feeling like the old man and the sea
You asked me if I was over it
I'll never be
It's all been torn apart
Forty-one false starts
If I could be so brave
A little lenny bruce, like I didn't care
I'm working on it
I am working
See these hands are so very tired
I feel like such a loser on some dumb crusade
I feel so caught between this whole love and hate thing
So what if I wear a bullseye on my heart
Forty-one false starts
So much is left unsaid
I wanted to clear the air
You said it was perfectly clear
I'm working on it
I am working
See these hands are so very tired