I guess I don't know what it's like, you were looking for a fight tonight
  How can I explain my situation, convey all the frustration
  When confusion and contradiction's all I find
  I gotta know, if I may be so bold
  Are there things you don't already know?
  And I can't stand it when you look at me that way
  It's like you don't hear a word I say
  I guess the time has come and gone
  For me to give a fuck about right or wrong
  Why should I justify my actions to narrow-minded factions
  Why care, why try, why waste the time?
  Will the barriers breakdown? 'cause I'm hoping that you'll come around
  Miscommunication confounds the meanings inside
  There'll always be a new crowd of finger pointing big mouths
  You may be one of them now, but they'll devour you in time