Backsliding

Sitting at the bar, On your bed, In your car, Haven’t moved very far. What is there to say, Did I think you would change? That this might go another way? I wanna teach a lesson, I don’t want to learn. I wanna start a fire, Just to feel the burn. Standing at your door, I’m in your way, But you’re not sure What it is you’re leaving for. What is there to say, Did I think you would stay? That this might go another way? You wanna be the teacher? Be prepared to learn. You wanna start a fire? Be prepared to burn. You wanna know the answers? Gotta face the facts. You wanna make a mint, You gotta pay the tax.