Smokes and booze loosen the nerve to taken chances
While the mind's too numb to really get in the way
And all of these autumn enhancements
Keep thoughts from becoming worries about making a big mistake
I can be the foolish one
Unable to separate
Maybe the passions will come back when I feel greater?
Or it could be the pill
So you build up your walls
And you pray for their destruction
You take with your friends
You listen to them
And you follow all their instructions
Now you know you're better off alone
You've been smashing out windows
Kicking down doors
Wonder what the hell you're fighting for?
I can be the foolish one
Unable to separate
Maybe the passion will come back if you feel greater?
Or it could be the back seat driver talking
Convinced the little cripple could be walking out amidst the traffic
Whilst ensuring him it's safe
Or it can be the pill
You didn't have to go so much further to find me
You didn't have to go and discover letting me go
Are you happier here?
Then I'm grateful
For the good
For the change
For the whole rearrangement
I'd rather accept than ignore
Find me here with the pill
Yeah it can be the pill