I was picking out my tombstone At your tombstone store But I wasn’t really sure What I was looking for And these words you erect Only serve to protect what I’ve been Trying to lose all along The millionaires don’t trust the billionaires Somewhere you stopped trusting me What’s it gonna take Before your locks evaporate Do you need someone to hold your hand and walk you to the gate You better find another fool to grease your door Cause you just don’t move me anymore And these boots you create Only further illustrate Everything I’m trying to ignore Like every wave that never makes the shore You just don’t move me anymore