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