Don't need a reason to close up shop
These formalities, there of no
Use to me here on top
Lotta people have dropped for
Me to be where I am
Fell just like beads of sand
And I gotta wonder

What can you tell me from marks
On my hands?
Ever so slowly you go right to the end
And read the captions as loud
As you can
Show (tell) how to follow the who
Where and when a lot of
Images rise and fall just
As you'd expect them to
It's what you wanted what you wanted
All this time they meant nothing to you
When will they mean something to me? "
You gotta wonder

You mean to tell me my reign
Is through how can you be sure?
Are your visions pure? I think not!
I oughta have your head for this
But I've much to lose
Put yourself in my shoes
And I gotta wonder