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Anything Right

P.O.D. (Payable On Death)

So much to say so little time for me to explain the way I feel 
You only see things the way you want to see them 
It makes sense to you all these things you do 
You got it all figured out while everyone is confused 
How do you do it? 
In your mind I'm just blind 
You're right all of the time 
If I think for myself, I guess I'm way out of line 
I'm not who you are 
I'm so sorry 

chorus: 
I can't do anything right 
You don't know me, stay out of my life 
Kick me while I'm down, I want you to 
I can't be like you 
Don't want to be like you 

No matter what I do it's never good enough 
I give all that is me; still it's never enough 
So, why try? I give up. 
What does it feel like to be in you shoes 
And walk over everyone like you do? 
Tear me down again, I want you to. 
You're lovely, so beautiful 
You're perfect in every way. 
Your interior rusted. I'm so disgusted 
Can't trust it. You're busted.