I only call them like I see them I told you I don't want to know There's a tire in the road It's on fire and it's sad to go What do we know? I could take it from here now But I get it if that's how you roll We could tear each other down Trying to figure out who's in control What do we know? The music I would have preferred Between the hemispheres of my brain Must sound like a broken record Guess they're made to be broken anyway How much further can you go From what you know and what you just believe? If I were here for all the right reasons I would never have to leave What do you need? The needle of my conscience on The vinyl spinning in my head The spartan side of me is gone I suppose I will sleep when I'm dead You are, you are You are what you are You're never better Than the weight of your words You are, you are You are what you are You'll never be So helplessly self-assured You are, you are You are what you are You're never better Than the weight of your words You are, you are You are what you are You can't, you can't You can't believe what you heard