I started with ABC, defeated my enemies
Now all that's left are letters Y&T
It's just a processional It's not a confessional
The meaning is gone I knew it all along

Sifting through the debris How did I know?
Set those dead letters free Should have never gone

You thought I was on a roll React to the chemicals
You've got a wish that's made of solid gold
I'm licking the floor for crumbs A piece of what I've become
Now all my fingers are completely num

Sifting through the debris How did I know?
Set those dead letters free Should have never gone