Go to trust Your wanderlust Sow your wild oats If you must Taste it all And take the fall Then look at me like I don't know That hope is cruel And there is nothing you can do But wait You'll make it through No humble pie For puppy eyes It falls to pieces I'll act surprised You prodigal You lost control But I won't say I told you so 'Cause hope is cruel And there is nothing you can do But wait And I'll wait And you'll make it through