call the shots

I’ve been going over all the details
Living life up and over the rails
Of the final nail in the coffin
And tossing and turning the night over
The gloss of your dried up four leaf clover
Your luck’s run out
It’s time to step aside
Swallow what pride you have left
The wise man would’ve told you what was best

For the longest time you
Have called the shots to
Support yourself over me
High up on your crumbling wall of insecurity
You never knew what was best for me
Now you have the rest of your life to see
What its like to be brought to your knees

And you can say what you feel is on your mind
Because I won’t mind at all
I’m standing here straight and tall
It might be today or maybe tomorrow
Eventually you’re going to take the fall

You’ve called the shots for too long now
The spotlight now shines on someone else
So save your breath this time somehow
I don’t know how you will but that’s not for me to tell
Take a trip on another pipe dream of your own
While I chip away at the cornerstone

Spoil yourself over your own coals
The fire’s beginning to boil
You’ve already sown your oats and covered the holes
No more forgive and forgets left to toil for you
Tarnish your silver and go for the gold
You have nothing left to lose

(c) 2009 by Matt Bonham