And we all need someone to blame
Noone ever has to realize
That we all get tired again
I think Ive been cast
In the wrong play
My lines were written
On the day before
I can see theres nothing out there
That I dont know but I dont know
It can be such empty logic
That I dont know
I dont know
In the time it takes to understand
Is a pause where we like to complain
Noone is required to take a stand
And we all get time to explain
I think I left something behind
The lime green plastic olive branch before
I can theres nothing out there
That I dont know but I dont know
It can be such empty logic
That I dont know
I dont know
All at once its a special favour
Wave a hand and its all arranged for you
Though we know youre no bleeding saviour
We listen close its true