I've been swinging these hammers a long time.

And every seven strokes seem to land right on my thumb.

And no matter how I tried.

Tried to get you to see.

Past your own designs,

but it's different now.

I'm not trying to put you down

I just want to use the door

Cause I don't want to do it any more

I don't want to work that hard.

And still be unsatisfied at the end of the day.

I'm standing in the hall with my coat on.

Sometimes you work it and sometimes you got to walk away.

Just like I did today.