Nothings going to changeSkepticism is my bride Holding me while I bide my time Singing nothings going to change Nothings going to change You can walk away but nothings going to changeAnother face in the wind Another hand shake to my sin Singing nothings going to changeNothings going to changeI can try to be the better manBut the they just laugh at me I'm so a gentle man So a gentle manBehind the scenes a person you'll never ever meetYou'll think its oh so below my feetDrapping all your words around my hands I take each one and stab myself again(again again)I cant ever be the image I ever wanted to beSo i'll sing the words I wanna
The shelf in the rearI have no part There is no standI have no way outI hope you understandThings don't changePeople arn't thereThis is my voice And I dont careIs there something wrong with me?Is something wrong with you?Is there something wrong with me?Something wrong with you?Feels like 22 years Placed on the shelfIn the rear Without a reasonI played the cards They have been delt I am aloneWithout a doubtIs there something wrong with me?Is something wrong with you?Is there something wrong with you?Is Something wrong with me?I give it all awayI give it all away