Early Avenue

I was walking down the street
One day about a week ago
When you came up to me
You said your life was moving slow
I tried to sympathize
You threw it right back in my face
And so I wrote this song
To put you in your fucking place

You think that I could never care about anything
You seem to feel that I have no heart
Well I'm not sorry I don't share your same, exact beliefs
Maybe that's why my life hasn't fallen apart

You tell me that I'm wrong
To you I'd have to say the same
We're all players in this
Argument you call a game
I've got my view and you've got yours
Can't you just be content
I'm not gonna change
Because you listened to your parents

You think that I could never care about anything
You seem to feel that I have no heart
Well I'm not sorry I don't share your same, exact beliefs
Maybe that's why my life hasn't fallen apart

Don't try to pretend that it doesn't bother you
You've been taught to believe that all your thoughts were true
I don't have a problem with your train of thought
But if you try to make me think the same way that you're thinking
I'm not gonna take it, so fuck off

You think that I could never care about anything
You seem to feel that I have no heart
Well I'm not sorry I don't share your same, exact beliefs
Maybe that's why my life hasn't fallen apart