Joesph and Mary's Boy
Just don't try
To reply
Keep it to yourself
None of your cheap lines
None of your fake smiles
Gimme something else
What you make and what you do can
Count for what you are
It's the things you believe to be true
That will bring you far
You can respect yourself
If you play for real
There's a brand new day
There's a past
It's never plain and simple
There's narrow greed
There's fucked up deeds
You know
You know damn well
To reply
Keep it to yourself
None of your cheap lines
None of your fake smiles
Gimme something else
What you make and what you do can
Count for what you are
It's the things you believe to be true
That will bring you far
You can respect yourself
If you play for real
There's a brand new day
There's a past
It's never plain and simple
There's narrow greed
There's fucked up deeds
You know
You know damn well
Why Can't You Be Nicer To Me?
Somebody's screaming
looking at the ceilling
everything's so funny
I don't have the money
people don't even know me
but they know how to show me
Why can't you be nicer to me?
My pride is dying
I think I'm all done lying
nobody's sharing
so I stop caring
all alone and walking
nobody's talking
Why can't you be nicer to me?
Well the wind is blowing
where am I going
off a bridge and falling
nobody's calling
on the ground and laying
nobody's praying
Why can't you be nicer to me?