The drop

It was harder than i thought back then,
On my way now to see a friend,
He's got all the things that i like,
Small talk him just to fly my kite,
Well they say, good things come to those who wait,
Why ain't he here now, is he running late,
I'm a long long way from the top,
It's a fair old lick with one mighty drop,
I'm only ever happy when i get things my own way.
I was sixteen when they took it from me,
And i've been this way ever since,
Try your best and the best can be the death,
Of the roll of the dice you didn't need,
So i took what i had from what they'd saved for me,
And i took it to the devil and i got down on my knees,
That long cold rush hits the back,
The moment everything fits intact,
I'm only ever happy when i get things my own way.
See those eyes running over me,
Do you think i really wanna be here.
Yesterdays moon come to call,
Set me on a plinth let me take my fall,
Here the wild wolfs howling down the rain,
I got no where else to lean, well i got no one else to blame,
And soak me til you clean these veins,
Open up my head see if anything remains,
See those eyes running over me,
Do you think i really wanna be here.
Round and round i watch the cars,
Devastating when you realise what you are,
Cash me in and keep the change,
Gonna throw the towel in or do i turn the page,
I'm a long long way from the top,
It's a fair old lick and i'm ready for the drop,
I'm only ever happy when i get things my own way.