Well you're feeling good, as good as you can
Always feeling around for another plan
And you know they'll come, and you know they'll leave
And they'll never know so you'll never grieve
So you got the idea a few years ago
That life is a gift, and it's worth some dough
So they knock on your door, and you let them in
Make them feel at home and pretend that you're friends
And you're everyone's keeper. You're everyone's guard
And you're everyone's savior, except not at all
Now you wave them goodbye and start the car
Staring into the blackness of all that you are
But you've got to shake hands, and you've got to move on
Before the terminal masses begin to catch on
So here you are, and what have you got?
A little bit of coin that costs a lot
And the curtain is heavy and the curtain is low
And an ol' boy's got nothing the final curtain won't show
And you're everyone's keeper. You're everyone's guard
And you're everyone's savior, except not at all
Except not at all