Chekhov

Pictures hanging on the wall
Let the woodwork in the frame wear thin
And let the whole thing fall
Guess that I'm left to play ball
How do you take from somebody who has nothing left at all

So shift the blame, yet again
Add to the neverending world of pain
Trolley problem, hit the brakes
Why can't I stop this train

Oh Chekhov, put the gun down
I can't take another turn inside my life
Another smile, other delight
Shakespeare, can't you hear me
I won't drink the poison and I won't takе the knife
Another failurе, another night

Looks my script's left undone
Zeua Moiragetes can't pick my future
I'll finish the path the world begun
Is this a game to the gods, is this fun
Toying with your disloyal playthings
Getting tired of when they run

But you stretch me out to fit your needs
Maybe this time leave something of me for me
And maybe I can build my walls back up again
I won't let you break me down to tend

Oh Chekhov, put the gun down
I can't take another turn inside my life
Another smile, other delight
Shakespeare, can't you hear me
I won't drink the poison and I won't take the knife
Another failure, another night

Oh Chekhov, put the gun down
I can't take another turn inside my life
Another smile, other delight
Shakespeare, can't you hear me
I won't drink the poison and I won't take the knife
Another failure, another night