It's a little late for the contingency plan
Running down the corridors
I should have planned for this before
Now that everyone's passed on the situation is all mine

A security that's been building in my head
For quite some time.
An unnerving incompetence and I think
I'd like to get by.

It's a little late to start and instrument now.

All my friends they had lessons
Their parents needed to please their sons
So like an old dog trying to learn new tricks
I'm tripping on my fat fingers

This isn't how I planned it but I guess that I never really planned it at all
And it's a little late to start