The Big Fall

We've got our rope neckties
The light fixture shedding sawdust keeps us hanging on
Waiting for the movie rights to come,
but nobody wants to see us bruised and modest, feeding off ourselves
Spent life avoiding all advice
Who'd have thought the bottom we know would be so low down
What did we do to get so fucked round after round?
I act like I knew it but sometimes I trick myself
I have these delusions that this time it will work out
From album to album, falling down
We're skidding down the mountain now, should have brought the megaphone
What keeps us hanging on?
Our stomachs, screaming, realize that we'll just eat each other,
and we're all starving now
We're all starving now