your left hand got the finger on the button
your right forgot how to feel
your head don't know what either one is doin'
ya turn nothin' into such a big deal
i've been gettin' all the signals and the signs
and i've been watchin' how ya cheat and steal
and then you try to spin my name into a lie
now won't anybody tell me what is real.
are you listening - do you hear a thing
even through your own shit so deafening
up on my own feet - you can't make me drop
try to pull me down - i'll still be on top
now you started something that you can't stop.
there's a fine line and you think you can cross it
rollin' along on your entitlement wheel
who will remember you for self-importance?
at least i got to know what the-- is real.
well, you can keep all your dirty little secrets
of all the scapegoats you forced to kneel
i saw the world through jesus-colored glasses
now won't anybody tell me what is real.
