I probably should know by now
When I'm wrestling with my fears and doubts
I can be a cold heartbreaker
A professional terminator
Is it something in the way that I move
To that dusty hi-hat groove?
I'm an old school orchestrator
A forgotten cocktail shaker

It's a little matter of fact
I'm done with playing the fool
It's something in the way that I act
I'm tired of bending all the rules
And the tears are falling down my face again
Yeah, the tears are falling, falling down again

I pause my N64
There's a Street Fighter at my door
And he's dressed in the finest linen
Not a drop of blood left in him
If fortune favors the brave
Well, I'm heading for an early grave
'Cause I need things extra crispy
With an overpriced Japanese whiskey

It's a little matter of fact
I'm done with playing the fool
It's something in the way that I act
I'm tired of bending all the rules
And the tears are falling down our face again
Yeah, the tears are falling, falling down again

It's a little matter of fact
I'm done with playing the fool
It's something in the way that I act
I'm tired of bending all the rules
And the tears are falling down my face again
Yeah, the tears are falling, falling down again