I'm too old to waste anyone's time
Much too bold to walk anyone's lines
So I'll tell you what crosses my mind
While your line crosses the floor
I'll tell you the question I ask
While your frame hangs in my door
Hey, hey, would I be party in your hands,
And buddy, can you stand the love?
If you don't wanna walk away,
The clay that you've been
then you're gone from my life
Did you think that I cared?
when you're not even there
Maybe there's only one thing remiss
with this mental love affair
Maybe there's only one thing I miss
and it's the one thing we never share
And buddy, can you stand the love?
If you don't want to walk away
The clay that you've been dreaming of
Would I be putty in your hands?
And buddy, what will you do
when I've laid it all out on the floor
Lazy games or time to spend?
Yeah, I'm asking you what
But I'm so tired of trying,
Telling me just what I should
I could freeze like a statue right now
So you'd best get to tellin' me how
and what shape you'll have me in
Hey, hey, would I be putty in your hands?
And buddy, can you stand a look?
If you don't wanna walk away,
Would I be putty in your hands?
And buddy, what will you do
when I've laid it all on the floor
Lazy games or time to spend
Would I be putty in your hands?
Would I be putty in your hands?
Would I be putty in your hands?
And buddy, what will you do
when I've laid it all out on the floor
Lazy games are time to spend
