Conscientious Objector

Maybe I am a coward
But I am not ashamed
There was a desperate phone call
But reinforcements never came
Conscientious objector
Empty frame
You won't feel nothing

A vacant line on the draft card
An empty seat on the train
Amputation in the family
An unattended flame
Slide projector
Novocaine
You won't feel nothing
I don't feel nothing

Conscientious objector
Reach out and I'm not there
Fall back into these arms
There's just air
You won't find me nowhere

They can call me a traitor
But I'm an open defector
A conscientious objector
Who can bear the blame
Conscientious objector
Conscientious objector
Maybe I am a coward
But I am not ashamed