The System

Whippersnapper · America's Favorite Pastime [2003]

You never heard a word your father said until he said goodbye

and now you walk these streets in agony

just looking for the reason why

You try to tell me that you've played it safe,

lain in wait, looking for your reason to shine.

And all this talk about intensity your destiny,

you're telling me You're going to be just fine

I want to believe you, but it's too late

Finally you've come to see that nothings as it really seems

Your broken dreams, your blue skies turn to gray.

and now you've left me kind of dangling,

wondering if ever really felt this way

I want to believe you, but it's too late

You say you're going to prove yourself right

say you won't go down without a fight

you don't know how "the system " is going to let you live,

but words alone almost always mean nothing

the look in your eyes I know that you're bluffing.

Truth be known I think you never had the will to give

Waste away your life no motivation now

But now I've leamed how to walk away

and let you go your separate way

before you drag me down

And in between your tears you scream and shout

"you're selling out the water is overhead but I won't drown"

I want to believe you, but it's too late.