Turning to Rust

Did I wake all the dogs, when I was howlin' to the moon?
Did I break your heart?
Did I fall apart?
Did I hold all the keys?
Was I foolish enough to hide, when you cast out your eyes?
Was I cruel enough?
Was I cold enough?
Was I bold enough to like?
Oh, how the games grow old and tiresome
Oh, if you lost all time for other ones, then
Let it be me
I’m foldin' up
Let it be me
I’m turning to rust
There’s a sad, sad song that’s playin'
Next to the man who’s gently swayin'
He’s fillin' up, he’s had enough
He’s someone just like me
Oh, how the games grow old and tiresome
Oh, if you lost all time for other ones, then
Then let it be me
I’m foldin' up
Let it be me
I’m turning to rust