How could you imply, that I'd leave you behind Do you really think that I am quite that wise? I try to be the beast, and side with what lies least But in my mind I find holes the size of- Dustbowl, dustbowl, makes me wonder why I try To coddle, and care for, the rusting chains connecting you and I The days just turn themselves, like pages in a book Falling from the shelf, into the fire I try to do the right thing, give back what I took But in the end it's all pretend and I'm just a liar in Dustbowl, dustbowl, makes me wonder how I knew I'd borrow, and battle, through every memory I spent with you