Now suspicion grows
I can't turn my back
I can't live like that anymore
So you're branching out
trying something new
What am I to do
I'll figure out
Oh, can I be the only person who gets no fruit off the tree
Who could live with me in high fidelity?
As the times they change
I get left behind
Losing all my mind
I'll figure out
And as I tumble down to the depths below
There's no flowers growing there
I'll dig it out
I can't turn my back
I can't live like that anymore
So you're branching out
trying something new
What am I to do
I'll figure out
Oh, can I be the only person who gets no fruit off the tree
Who could live with me in high fidelity?
As the times they change
I get left behind
Losing all my mind
I'll figure out
And as I tumble down to the depths below
There's no flowers growing there
I'll dig it out