Useless and spent, like a nail when it’s bent Just about put to bed Like a book that’s been read Uncertain and vexed don’t know what’s coming next I’m a leaf in the wind Don’t know where I’ll land I can’t excuse it I feel so corrupt Even my music Just can’t get me up I can’t figure out what it’s all been about Useless and spent, like a nail when it’s bent Maybe I’m wrong, maybe life’s like a song Though the record’s been played The melody stayed