So much filth is seen when you look around
And where'd it come from the answer's not so profound
It came from you, it came from me
We are the cause of our own disease
But how things change
When you're not the man you thought you were
And oh the pain of hurting those you love
And oh the joy that comes with a second chance to be that man
Can't you see that we're lost, even with a map
Do we need spoon fed 'cause you left it sitting in our laps
How heart-breaking to see us walk
In a direction you clearly told us not
But how things change
When you're not the man you thought you were
And oh the pain of hurting those you love
And oh the joy that comes with a second chance to be that man
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
How things change
When you're not the man you thought you were
And oh the pain of hurting those you love
And oh the joy that comes with a second chance to be that man