Revolving Door

                                  You slit your own throat

You won't be around for long

Though not a dying breed

Cause they'll always be a market for greed

And they'll always be someone to replace you



Though they may not have the courage to face you

Now it's too late to settle scores

You're going back the way you came before

Back through the revolving door



You're sick of your skin

Though you act like you're not for now

But the rot has set in and it could be as little as an hour or two

Before it completely devours you



And the ones who should stand up are afraid to

You were smug while you held the floor

You're going back the way you came before

Back through the revolving door



I understand the concessions that you make

I know what it's like to get backed into a corner

I sympathize but I don't take your side



Hey you

You act like no one could tame you

But when it counted you never came through

Well, with one look at what they paid you

Well, most folks would hardly blame you



I'm not surprised that this is what it came to

You're going back the way you came before

Back through the revolving door

And one day you could be back for more

Oh, more, oh, more, oh, no