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?