Such an annoying conversation
I'm sorry but I'm tired of trying
To be some picture of compassion
And anyway it sounds like I'm lying
And yes I've heard the world has conspired
To steal away your God-given right
To a happy home and comfortable children
Next you'll sue them for abandoning you
So bite your tongue
You're not the only one
Who's been let down
Bite your tongue
Maybe it's good for you
To hit the ground
Oh Christ, it's gonna sound like I'm agreeing
With the most ultra-boring ideas
Of pops psychological western gurus
Who haven't gotten lucky in years
And so you see, I have no intention
Of giving you the easy way out
And yes I'll smile as I burn
The self-help section of my local bookstore
So bite your tongue
You're not the only one
Who's been let down
Bite your tongue
Maybe it's good for you
Hit the ground
Blame the shapes and blame the angles
Blame it on your own dark planes
If you blame on something other
The victim's song remains, remains
So bite your tongue
You're not the only one
Who's been let down
Bite your tongue
Maybe it's good for you
To hit the ground