Blunder

Woke up again worse luck Every day a little bit later I'm pushing into the afternoon at this point Really got to get to bed earlier I can count the good decisions I've made On the fingers of my right hand It's hard to see the decline But I'm looking up at where I used to be Every move blunders a pawn And every move blunders a pawn I can tell the difference When I get ready to go to your house (shirt and the shoes) It takes me longer and longer To make myself presentable If you add an egg To shin ramen in the pot And stir it frantically It doesn't count as a meal Every move blunders a pawn And every move blunders a pawn