Has Been

I've seen a lot of tomorrow's Become yesterdays Too many tomorrow's behind Knocking at my door What do you'll find Take another piece... of my mind I gave the warning There's no pice of the pie Friends waiting for me to die You never listened to a word I said I'm already dead Rest assured, there's nothing in the end I've seen the end come and go You're thinking there's something I still don't know Thrown away The beginning is just like the ending Funeral invitations I won't need sending Thanks for all you took Half of nothing you gave One foot may be mine But the other is in your grave