Check Up On Me

When all is said and done, do you think that I'll be close to number one?

Or will I be down in the dirt, bruised and hurt, just like now?

And if the world came crashing down, would you check up on me?

Because now I have no idea if you would

If there was oil right at my feet, would I drop a match or two or three?

Or would I just step aside? Like any self-respecting man who don't wanna die

Or maybe I'll just burst in flames, the shell's molted

You probably don't remember the name

But hey well it's all okay, you know I'll be waiting here if you find your way