You've had all the from your mom's mistakes Eating off daddy's plate Spending all your wasted
You can't see your gate I saw you dip your toe Past the at the end of the road But you came running home
You've had all the fought it out for you Without you'd be stuck They held your hand to through
Don't you're bored And your only problem Times for you ain't Just try showing some gratitude
Oh, quit whining, it's so boring Play the victim and me yawning How do you expect me to The scene that you're
Hey there, Mr. I'm hurting just by listening to what you've been baby, or what did they do to you Whoa, old Mr. Blue
Inside white fence The glass house created Things are getting Don't feel
Glance out of window It like sun to me But you count the clouds Sigh and beg for
Oh, quit your whining, so boring the victim and keep me yawning How do you me to believe The scene you're describing
Hey there, Mr. I'm hurting just by listening to what been through baby, or what did they do to you Whoa, poor old Mr.
You could sit there others but never Allowing things to get You trying And we should just give up
Oh, your whining, it's so boring Play the victim and me yawning How do you me to you
Hey there, Mr. I'm hurting by listening to what you've been through baby, or what did they do to you Whoa, poor old Mr.
Hey there, Mr. Hey there, Mr. did they do to you Whoa, poor old Mr.