I don't know what to tell you
I don't know what to say
I can't be the hero and
Take your superficial pain away
Whining all the time and
Acting like a little kid
You're so paranoid, you think that
Wheel of Fortune must be rigged

You sit there and waste your life away
While I tell you to seize the day
You keep a cynic state of mind
Complaining all the time

I will be waiting for you
Without a bitter heart
And if you want to try again
We'll take it from the start

Roll out of bed again
The sun's too bright to make your day
Dark glasses on your head
You'll fight those who don't see your way
Take your pills, they make you better
Well, they make me sick
Instead of opening your mouth,
Maybe you should relax a little bit

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