Worse For The Wear

All my life Ive been waiting
It gets older, its over me
Id speak but it fails me
So the dike in the dam stops the leak

Maybe its me and Im venting
I find your speech motivating
Watching life pass you by on the screen
Just flicker and fading with a plot like you wouldnt believe

Maybe I dont know the ending
Someone ruined my daydream
Arent you spoiled enough as it is?
Whatever youre saying wont bring anyone closer to this

I know youre sick
I wish you were healing
But youre worse for the wear
We keep tearing the seams we repaired

If we all had the call to fair
Then we wouldnt be standing here