Feel the rock to your chin now
Sit down, you're pissing in the wind now
Feel the itch on your skin now
Anyone can tell
You brought this shit upon yourself
Take a walk with the blind man
Tell him all of your pretty day
He's got a cane in his right hand
Too tired to try
You wrap it up in lies
Why? Why? Can you tell me why?
You want a better cut, you gotta get a better knife
Why? Why?
Anyone can tell you brought this shit upon yourself
See the flame turn a dim light
Why you can't make one thing right?
Head spinning, better hold tight
Too tired to try
You're choking on your pride
Why? Why? Can you tell me why?
You want a better cut, you gotta get a better knife
Why? Why?
Anyone can tell you brought this shit upon yourself
Why? Why? Can you tell me why?
You want a better cut, you gotta get a sharper knife
Why? Why?
Anyone can tell you brought this shit upon yourself
You heard it on the news now
You got enough of clues by now
If you feel just like you've paid off all your dues now
But anyone can tell
You brought this shit upon yourself
Brought it down upon yourself
Oh
Why? Why? Can you tell me why?
You want a better cut, you gotta get a better knife
Why? Why?
You want a cleaner cut you got to get a sharper knife, alright
