I see how late it's getting
I know the time I've wasted
Sweating discomfort for my faults
So much we take for granted
Coming to understandings
Complaining doesn't get results
You're sick of waiting
Your eyelids hesitate to pry away
The blinding point of view
All your faith stands in
The ones that you abandoned
How could you bite the hand that nurtured you?
Say you are the person that you hate
But every problem has it's way
Of working out the details
Say you are the person that you hate
Conforming with cheap plastic
Old friends are not elastic
Once you break free they don't snap back
Bad choices, consequences
Unpayable expenses
How long ago did we lose track?
You're sick of waiting
Your eyelids hesitate to pry away
The blinding point of view
All your faith stands in
The ones that you abandoned
How could you bite the hand that nurtured you?
Say you are the person that you hate
But every problem has it's way
Of working out the details
Say you are the person that you hate