Album Cover Same Old Game

Same Old Game

Pennywise

11

It's patience trying when you tell me how to live

Well you don't know anything

Your expectations are wearing thin

You won't even take a look to see another way

You aren't even listeing

Take your ideals and go away

I'm cut from the same mold

I don't read from the same old story

I'm not cut fromthe same mold

Don't know who you think I should be

I'm not cut from the same mold

I don't read from the same old story

I'm not cut from the same mold

Done with yours I'm living life for me

Tell me father, did I turn out so bad

Didn't I look up to you

Took every piece of advice you had

Go to school get a job

Send me on your way

You aren't even listening

Take your dreams and go away

For so longI have tried to understand

The qualities you thought made up a real man

Now it's time for me to find out for myself

I'm getting fed up I don't need your help

You never listen to both sides of the story

You never listen you won't listen to me