Moving On

How'd I get so numb
Why'd I burn out all my friends
I didn't realize
The fever in your eyes
We're coming to the end again

You wouldn't understand
The poker face to hide my hand
The rigging of the rails
The melancholy bails
Pulling me inside again

(chorus)
A week can seem so long
When the time is right
But the girl is wrong
And I'm moving on
I'm moving on

I've been on the run again
Trying to get my second wind
Breathing in the smoke
Trying to stay afloat
Coming on the end again

(chorus)

Somebody gonna rig my game
Ladies gather round
Somebody gonna rig my game
And I'm putting my big foot down