I'm sick of all You hypocrites Holding me at bay And I don't need Your sympathy To get me through the day Seasons change and so can I Hold on Boy No time to cry Untie these strings I'm climbing down I won't let them push me away
I'm sick of all You hypocrites Holding me at bay And I don't need Your sympathy To get me through the day Lyricly and musicly best written part in a song ever... DT masters!