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