Beck And Call

If you care to listen at all

Compliments are always subtle

Kind words, they rarely leave your mouth

Underneath the weeping willow

You're just drooling on your pillow

All is well whenever you are right

But now the pattern is all backwards

Time will tell ya who will act first

Same time new place

Just another fight

So who's gonna be at your beck and call, and

If you're always right

Why do you need anyone at all?

Who's gonna be at your funeral

And although it tears me up

You expect too much

If you choose to take this service

Shooting pains in both of your wrists

Lack of sleep will triumph once again

Under all the same condition

Starts to feel like a tradition

Every couple years pick up the pen

Now the pattern is all backwards

Time will tell ya who will act first

Same time new place, just another fight

So who's gonna be at your neck and call, and

If you're always right

Why do you need anyone at all?

Who's gonna be at your funeral

And although it tears me up

You expect too much

You expect too much So who's gonna be at your beck and call, and

If you're always right, why do you need anyone at all?

So who's gonna be at your neck and call, and

If you're always right, why do you need anyone at all?

Who's gonna be at your funeral

And although it tears me up

You expect too much