Ride On - Ben Caplan

Sometimes it’s a matter of fact

Everybody’s in your bed with their diplomats

Sometimes it’s a matter of taste

Everybody wants to hear about the big mistakes

Everybody wants a piece of your heart

Telling you they’ve been there for you right from the start

It’s never easy, baby, but it’s a must

You got to find out exactly who you can trust

Every day is like a marathon

Wondering how you ever got so far from the dawn

You look around you and everything’s changing

Everything is broken unspoken and strange

She lifts a pistol to your temple and smiles

Don’t worry baby, I’ll be here a while

Sometimes you wonder if you’re in too deep

It’s all going under you just got to keep it going

Everyday is a matter of haste

Telling you that you got too much talent to waste

Most times the cards are all stacked

Everyone but you knows that you’re on the wrong track

And when you feel like there’s no turning back

Your idols are broken, the marble is cracked

That’s when you got to push it right to the edge

Without looking back and just step right off the ledge

Everyday you got to run for your life

Wondering if it’s them or you that stuck in the knife

It doesn’t matter when you reach the end

So come have a seat and relax

She pistol-whips you and tells you you’re clever

Don’t worry baby, I’ll be here forever

And now you realize you’re in too deep

It’s all going under you just got to keep it going

Each day she glares at me across the morning sky

She’s coming from the east to kill me

I know it’s true but she won’t tell me why

She spins around me, numbered pirouettes

Until I’m gone, but in the meantime

I know my only choice is to ride on