and im holding up this finger cause i dont know what to say your hands are tied behind your back cause you like it that way well gather round i've got a tale of all the things gone rye and you'll sleep safe and sound tonight but please don't ask me why so whats the deal with all this talk about glory and fairwell just bite your upper lip again find something else to sell you can dedicate yourself to anything that you believe open up your mind my friend cause you have been decieved it's all just wrong and you'll ask me what i'm thinking now but I'm too busy here just freaking out and i dont' like the words you say cause im not listening and i just want you to know what i think of you and all the things you do i need to say you just go away