I heard you the first time, I really did, but wouldn't do what you'd do
You're full of facts, ideas and opinions, all wrong but you don't know
I smile at, eat all your insults, waiting until you're done, yes it's true
There's almost nothing I wouldn't do to just be done, about to blow
But I have to wake up tomorrow, and look in the mirror, seeing you
Staring at me, the emptiness obvious, in an ignorant afterglow
