Unowned - D-A-D

I found a way of payin' off old debts

Always make more promises, than you can break

An argument that calls for more

Ends with a cold message on the freezer’s door

Where there’s a will;

there’s a won’t.

From I to «we» — but still unowned.

Read it between the lies

When someone’s asking someone something

Then you’re proved, that is’s a dumb thing

You’re telling a drowning man, not to grab for straws

I’m a kid in a rowboat, who’s lost his oars.

Going through your things;

but nothing’s new

A wild imagination with the tightest view…

Our voodoo dolls are full of holes

— You learned by going, where you had to go

Where there’s will, there’s a won’t.

From I to «we» — but still unowned

Read it between the lies

When someone’s asking someone something

And then you’re proved that it’s a dumb thing

You’re telling a drowning man — not to grab for straws

I’m a kid in a rowboat who’s lost his oars.

Yeah, yeah.

When someone’s asking someone something

And then you’re proved that it’s a dumb thing

Yeah!

You’re telling a drowning man — not to grab for straws

I’m a kid in a rowboat who’s lost his oars.

'Found a way of payin' off old debts

Always make more promises than you can break

An argument that calls for more

Ends with a cold message on the freezer’s door

When someone’s asking someone something

And then you’re proved that it’s a dumb thing

Yeah, you’re telling a drowning man — not to grab for straws

I’m a kid in a rowboat who’s lost his oars…