Lyric Status Seeker

Heart sick at the sight of the
Status Seeker
In a sense I m not beyond reproach
the aspiration to drop a name
When any rose might smell the same
Maybe you ll figure it out someday
"I want to know you now...
You know I ve always believed in you."

Nothing is sacred...
You draw the bottom line
with a dollar sign
Change of opinion...
At the drop of a dime
Graceless intrusion...
Are you sanctified in your judgment of me?
All that I deserve is what you were unable to see

In a garden where the seeds were spilled
I favored the few that stood strong in the sun
As I reached for the profit of my prize
I found I had trampled the forgotten ones.

Nothing is sacred...
You draw the bottom line
with a dollar sign
Change of opinion...
At the drop of a dime
Graceless intrusion...
Are you sanctified in your judgment of me?
All that I deserve is what you were unable to see

You re running in circles
And I m turning away
You refused to believe
Now I m turning away

Nothing is sacred...
You draw the bottom line
with a dollar sign
Change of opinion...
At the drop of a dime
Graceless intrusion...
Are you sanctified in your judgment of me?
All that I deserve is what you were unable to see

You re running in circles
And I m turning away
You refused to believe
Now I m turning away