In Wrong

I can't take the first step, I can't take the initiative. I'm letting everybody down 90% of the time. I've got to get myself
together, I've got to concentrate. Every time I look, it's getting later. But I'm still in the same place.
I'm getting older. Days are getting shorter. Everybody's moving. But I'm still still in the same place.
There's no excuse there's no exception no ambition to make a change. I would take a pink slip.
I wouldn't mind my walking papers. I'd turn in my badge and gun. Oh, sure, I don't mind burning down
bridges that I know I'm never ever going to want to cross again, but...I still like you.