I’m Not The Man Ben Folds (Ft. ​yMusic)

What will they write about me?
What will the version be when all is said and done?
Will they remember all of the places seen, the poems lost
Or am I just wandering on? Yeah, I'm just wandering on

There could be fewer days ahead than gone
And all I've spent are long since on my way
To learn that nothing comes for free
But I'm not the man...
I'm not the man... I used to be

So it all comes out in the wash
What would you see?
Tattered pages in the ink stained pockets of your jeans?
So I've come to pay my respects at the wake
I've buried it all and I'm dancing on my own grave

There could be fewer days ahead than gone
And all I've spent are long since on my way
To learn that nothing comes for free
But I'm not the man...
I'm not the man... I used to be

Don't leave me behind
Don't leave me behind
Like I left you behind