Cast‐Off Songtext
von Bruce Hornsby

I guess it′s terrible
But it don't feel so bad
I abide and I may hold a key
To being gratefully glad
You smile in my face
(In my waiting)
But all the time you want to hit replace
I′ve been a long way around
Here's my back for stabbing

Won't wait it up
I won′t weigh you down
Won′t tear it up,
I will stand down
I won't taint it up
I will stand down
Will you pass me off


I′ll be, I'll be your cast-off
Be your discarded toy
I′ll be, I'll be your cast-off
Your maybe, sometime choice
Self-loathing never felt so good
And so it should
I′ll be your cast-off
I'll be your discarded toy
Be your rejection foil

Won't wait it up
I won′t weigh you down
I won′t tear it up,
I will stand down
I won't taint it up
I will stand down
When you pass me off

I′ll be, I'll be your cast-off
Be your discarded toy
I′ll be, I'll be your cast-off
Be your maybe, sometime choice
Be your rejection foil


I kinda ain′t shit
But I embrace it
I can be okay
I'll take what I can get
And like it, and like it well
I'll be your cast-off
Be your discarded toy, discarded toy
Discarded chew toy

Smile in my face
And all the time
You want to take my place
Here′s my back for stabbing