There's not a lot of difference between a foxhole and a grave
And knowing that you dug your ditch and climbed in anyway
Touch gloves, take your corners and come out fighting when the bell rings
You don't get more points for all your suffering, yeah
So you closed your eyes and dreamed your heart to a safer place
And smiled for awhile with a brand new style and a change of pace
What a beautiful cover, a talk show makeover, and you'll lose some weight
But if you wanna get well then why the hell do you hesitate?
Listen to yourself, the king of hypocrites
Who do you think you are? You ain't foolin' shit
But if you keep preaching then you just might believe it
You're always sayin that it's all going better
Well I've seen you, and it needs to
God I hope it's all going better for you
And you're saying that it tastes so much sweeter
Well I've been there, and it's bitter
God I wish that I could feel sorry for you, oh
A few bridges were burned while your backs been turned
But hey, that's life
You're getting used to the sickly thick fog of indifference and you think that's alright
You don't need nobody to hold your hand
You don't need nobody, you're the littlest man
'Cause you don't trust anybody
There's still a withered soul that now filled to the brim
With speeches you repeat that mean a lot to you
But not enough for you to get off your ass off the floor and do it
You're always sayin that it's all going better
Well I've seen you, and it needs to
God I hope it's all going better for you
And you're saying that it tastes so much sweeter
Well I've been there, and it's bitter
God I wish that I could feel sorry for you, oh
You're always sayin that it's all going better
Well I've seen you, and it needs to
God I hope it's all going better for you
And you're saying that it tastes so much sweeter
Well I've been there, and it's bitter
God I wish that I could feel sorry for you
Oh
God I wish that I could feel sorry for you
Oh