| No I can’t see, not yet |
| But it’s so real to me |
| Promise to try to forget |
| If you’re not hearing me |
| Up to my eyes in my dust |
| And would you shed a tear for me |
| Know that you’re trying, yes |
| But you’re not saving anything |
| Hanging at the end of a rope |
| But I can make you an offering |
| Such a terrifying joke |
| But I can make you an offering |
| Know that this might be a test |
| But it’s so real to me |
| So hard to keep you impressed |
| When you’re not clear with me |
| Secrets kept close to your chest |
| Well that’s not how it has to be |
| Now that we used to impress |
| And you ignore most everything |
| Hanging at the end of a rope |
| But I can make you an offering |
| Such a terrifying joke |
| But I can make you an offering |
| (Give back to) The one who first gave you |
| (Give back to) The one that you know |
| (Give back to) The one who forgave you |
| (Give back to) Who showed you love |
| Hanging at the end of a rope |
| But I can make you an offering |
| Such a terrifying joke |
| But I can make you an offering |