[Verse 1: Isaac Brock]
While we're on the subject
Could we change the subject now?
I was knocking on your ear's door
But you were always out
Looking towards the future
We were begging for the past
Well, we knew we had the good things
But those never seemed to last
Oh, please just last

[Verse 2: Isaac Brock]
Everyone's unhappy
Everyone's ashamed
Well, we all just got caught looking
At somebody else's page
Well, nothing ever went
Quite exactly as we planned
Our ideas held no water
But we used them like a dam

[Chorus 1: Isaac Brock & James Mercer]
Oh, and we carried it all so well
As if we got a new position
Oh, and I'll laugh all the way to Hell
Sayin', "Yes, this is a fine promotion"
Oh, and I'll laugh all the way to Hell
[Verse 3: Isaac Brock]
Of course, everyone goes crazy
Over such and such and such
We made ourselves a pillar
We just used it as a crutch
We were certainly uncertain
At least, I'm pretty sure I am
Well, we didn't need the water
But we just built that good Goddamn!

[Chorus 2: Isaac Brock & James Mercer]
Oh, and I know this of myself
I assume as much for other people
Oh, and I know this of myself
We've listened more to life's end gong than
The sound of life's sweet bells

[Verse 4: Isaac Brock]
Was it ever worth it?
Was there all that much to gain?
Well, we knew we'd missed the boat
And we'd already missed the plane
We didn't read the invite
We just danced at our own wake
All our favorites were a-playing
So we could shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
[Verse 5: Isaac Brock]
Tiny curtains open and we heard the
Tiny clap of little hands, a tiny
Man would tell a little joke, and get a
Tiny laugh from all the folks, sittin'
Driftin' around on bubbles then
Thinkin' it was us that carried them
When we finally got it figured out
That we had truly missed the boat

[Chorus 3: Isaac Brock & James Mercer]
Oh, and we carried it all so well
As if we got a new position
Oh, and we owned all the tools ourselves
But not the skills to make a shelf with
Oh, what useless tools ourselves