One was enough to get him this far
And two would just complicate things
He says 'you'll be sittin' pretty
in a dark room in the city'
cuz one doesn't leave room for you and me
Bill was a worker in a working plant
he builds things that he can't afford
but one day he'll get his revenge
it wont be pretty
society owes him that and more
Oh, Jesus Christ
He says 'I think i'm doing fine
but it may be time for bed'
and i think 'hey, i hate this game
it hasn't always been this way
where men are judged by their mistakes
Tortured and alone but not by happenstance
has heaven saved a place setting for him
riddled with regret and sin
he's in decent shape for the shape he's in
the world wont get the best of him again
Oh, Jesus Christ
He says 'I think i'm doing fine
but it may be time for bed'
and i think 'hey, i hate this game
it hasn't always been this way
where men are judged by their mistakes
and he's turned his memories
into secrets that he keeps from himself
and it's safe to tell it hasn't done him well
he's been held down and told what he can do
and that's exactly what they'll try to do to you
One was enough to get him this far
And two would just complicate things
He says 'you'll be sittin' pretty
in a dark room in the city'
cuz one doesn't leave room for you and me