Mr. Jones

The fun is gone and I'm lonely again
I've work at nine and it's quarter to ten
I feel my heart put to the test
I see my life, I've made a mess
But miles and miles of lines
Are left to follow
Wonder what or where I'll be tomorrow
Don't ask me how I got this way
I see it growing every day

Mr. Jones is in command now
Everything I do is not up to me
Mr. Jones is who I am now
Don't let him get to you
He's taken over me

Tears and sweat join and run down my face
Terror striking all over the place
And all the ones I've loved so much
Have gone away, they're out of touch
But still there's miles of lines
Left to follow
Take me through the light
If there's tomorrow
My eyes are red, they turn to blue
And it's too bad to be true