It's not complicated,   the lines been drawn.   But I can't differentiate,   the side you're on.      Are you my nemesis or my lover,   I guess six a once half a dozen of another ...      When it's water under the bridge,   I guess it is what you say it is.   So go ahead and push me,   put me out of my misery.   But I still can't see why you'd come waidin' in ... after me.      I can feel the wear and tear,   the older I get.   I can hear the gear slip and squeak when I step.      So what's the point with all your bullshit comments.   So what's the difference in backhanded compliments and loaded questions.      When it's water under the bridge,   I guess it is what you say it is.   So go ahead and push me,   put me out of my misery.   But I still can't see why you'd come waidin' in ... after me.      It's water under the bridge,   I guess it is what you say it is.   So go ahead and push me,   put me out of my misery.   But I still can't see why you'd come waidin' in ... after me.