Lately I, I've been headed for a breakdown Everytime I leave my house Well, it feels just like a shakedown Between the street sweepers and the pushers are the lawyers Who may as well be butchers Between the small-timing hustlers Who all seem to feed upon each other Oh God, why you been Hanging out in that old violin While I've been waiting for you To pull me through? Lately I, every time I try to lie down Well, my mind just gets away I can't even close my eyes now (between) Between the big fish, ambition, and the lovers Using words as ammunition (between) Between the wood planks I've been pacing endless Impossible dream that I've been chasing Oh God, why you been Hanging out in that old violin While I've been waiting for you To pull me through? Oh, God Oh, God Oh God, why you been Hanging out in that old violin While I've been waiting for you To pull me through? Oh, God Oh, God Oh, God