Song Length |
3:18 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock |
Lyrics
Pardon my ignorance would you?
Answer directly how could you
As if you never knew
Traffic is red yet you go
Prophets are dead yet you know
And still you hide the truth
I?ve learned to speak my mind like you do
The line forms directly behind me
Yet with no excuses nor blindly
You casually walk right through
You poison your children with reward
For merely existing or test scores
And here they trusted you
I always figured that you knew anyways
Don?t want to hear all the details
Of Jimmy?s divorce or the good sales
Just want to watch the damn previews
Don?t want to move to the next room
It?s comfortable here as the bell looms
And there?s no air in the private booths