Seems Like a Flusher

Passing trains and shaking beds
All my plans have reached their end
Am I spreading myself too thin?
Or is there nothing left to spread?

These are the kinds of days that start to bring
All this demise to terms
It's starting to settle in

All my plans have reached their end
I won't bet on another chance
All my plans have reached their end
I won't bet on another chance again

So I don't care what the present may bring
If the past just collapses and everything sinks
Dirty hands feed even dirtier smiles
I was wrong from the start
I was just in denial

These are the kinds of days that start to bring
All this demise to terms
It's starting to settle in

All my plans have reached their end
I won't bet on another chance
All my plans have reached their end
I won't bet on another chance again