The way I see it

There's nothing I can say

To make this easier

On you

You wanted answers

But now you've got your way

You prefer miracles

To truth

You're so very clever

Ain't that the gospel truth?

And all the world's locked gates and doors

Swing open just for you

Just wait until you're eighteen

And you're let loose on society

You'll show the world, you'll show them all

The overnight success you're gonna be

You wannabe, you wanna be

Without the mess of trying to be

Did you really wanna hear

"there is nothing you can't do,"

Now you're responsible

What the hell is your excuse?

Your old possibilities

You have thrown them all away

You can't believe your eyes

Sore from crying over wasted

Years and years and years go by

And you'll do anything but try

To salvage something from the wreck

And make somebody of yourself

The time's not right, and neither is the weather

So you've got no choice but to pause all your endeavours

What's the use in trying if perfection isn't there?

If it's not all the way, why bother going anywhere?

I am sick of your excuses

Is that all you've got?

Did you really wanna hear

"there is nothing you can't do,"

Now you're responsible

What the hell is your excuse?

Your old possibilities

You have thrown them all away

You can't believe your eyes

Sore from crying over wasted

Years and years and years go by

And you'll do anything but try

To salvage something from the wreck

And make somebody of yourself

Waiting on that nonexistant perfect time to go

Has always been the perfect way never to try, the perfect way never to know

Did you really wanna hear

"there is nothing you can't do,"

Now you're responsible

What the hell is your excuse?

Your old possibilities

You have thrown them all away

You can't believe your eyes

Sore from crying over wasted

Years and years and years go by

And you'll do anything but try

To salvage something from the wreck

And make somebody of yourself