Call me old fashioned Call me out of touch for having faith in the way it was I believe in making my money the hard way so I work for it And every job I do I do with pride I believe in keeping a promise that I make you've got my word on it When I shake

Whispering silence The subtle contradiction Compromise creeps in Forgetting who I once was Slowly changing Who I once was It was never one thing And too many to try to add up All because I had taken pride in my hidden lies