Cutting Off the Corners

There's no more searchin' for answers Better leave it anyway You wonder how it'll feel like When he gets to be your age And now I'm cutting off the corners I'm circling the drain, I'm washing out I'm always looking for the answers You're always begging me to let you out When the apartment is empty And the well has run dry When it takes all the strength in your body Just to keep it alive Still see you everywhere I go Before you shavеd your hair It was you in the back seat It was you in the back of thе crowd, I swear And now I'm cutting off the corners I'm circling the drain, I'm washing out I'm always looking for the answers You're always begging me to let you out And now I'm cutting off the corners I'm circling the drain, I'm washing out I'm always looking for the answers You're always begging me to let you out And now I'm clawing at your back door I'm crawling up the stairs where I saw you again And I was sleeping on your front porch Yeah, I was begging you to let me in