The first to sit, the last to go
Won't get up until I'm broke
But this routine is getting old
And I just find it hard to cope
With reoccurring loss of sleep
And early mornings on sore feet
Perhaps it wasn't meant to be
I pass the torch, admit defeat

I look around, take a deep breath
But all is done and all things said
For what it's worth, we did our best
Now it's sadness and regret
So one last kiss I hand to you
A resignation overdue
Considered as the safest move
In a game I'm bound to lose

Time to break up the party and move
On our separate ways
Time to get the hell out of here
Before we both stagnate
Time for me to resign and step down
Before it's too late
I need a break
I need a break