Testo
I used my patience, held on longer than no man could expect
I tried my all, convincing efforts would never have effect
Was it all for nothing
Was it all in vain
If it counts for something
I'd do it all again
It's time to end the project
It's time to part our ways
The project doomed from the start
The project born to fail
You gave me nothing, but just enough to keep me coming back
I hoped to die for something, and for a living that's slightly more than black
Was it all for nothing
Was it all in vain
If it counts for something
I'd do it all again