Some People

Oh and on the screen my love and trust is making out with other guys

And I drank not enough to make me

Drunk and just enough to make me tired

And it's too easy to be awful to the ones you need the most

So in the end all I hope is that they know

Ask the bottom from the top and

They will tell you that it's lonely too

So find a gun and spin the wheel and

Try to figure which god you'll choose

It's too easy to be angry at the ones that you don't know

So don't ask questions, don't ask directions, just go

So paint your pickets white and beat your

Wife just don't forget to shut the blinds

If you can keep your neighbours in the

Dark then surely God can close her eyes

'Cause it's too easy to be righteous when you eat what you've been fed

Some people don't question what they've read

Some people should

Some people

Some people

So what do you do, what do you do when you go home?

Now what do you do, what do you do when you go home?

Now what do you do, what do you do when you go home?

Now what do you do, what do you do when you go home?

Now what do you do, what do you do when you go home?

Now what do you do, what do you do when you go home?