Private Man - Powderfinger

I tell you he’s a private man

In a public circumstance

He’s eyeing up an old door frame *

Looking for a drastic change

It’s such a shame this has to end

But things are out of his command

He has no further truth to tell

Now he has absolved himself

He’s eyeing up an old door frame

And history secures his name

It’s such a shame this has to end

But things are out of his command

There’s no more problems to defend

And he falls, so far

I tell you he’s a private man

In a public circumstance

He’s eyeing up an old door frame

Looking for a tragic change

It’s such a shame this has to end

But things are out of his command

There’s no more problems to defend

Now he falls, so far *

Now he falls, so far

And he falls, so far *

And he falls, so far