Nothing You Can’t Do

The way I see it
There's nothing I can say
To make this easier
On you
You wanted answers
But now you've got your way
You prefer miracles
To truth

You're so very clever
Ain't that the gospel truth?
And all the world's locked gates and doors
Swing open just for you
Just wait until you're eighteen
And you're let loose on society
You'll show the world, you'll show them all
The overnight success you're gonna be

You wannabe, you wanna be
Without the mess of trying to be

Did you really wanna hear
"there is nothing you can't do,"
Now you're responsible
What the hell is your excuse?
Your old possibilities
You have thrown them all away
You can't believe your eyes
Sore from crying over wasted
Years and years and years go by
And you'll do anything but try
To salvage something from the wreck
And make somebody of yourself

The time's not right, and neither is the weather
So you've got no choice but to pause all your endeavours
What's the use in trying if perfection isn't there?
If it's not all the way, why bother going anywhere?

I am sick of your excuses
Is that all you've got?

Did you really wanna hear
"there is nothing you can't do,"
Now you're responsible
What the hell is your excuse?
Your old possibilities
You have thrown them all away
You can't believe your eyes
Sore from crying over wasted
Years and years and years go by
And you'll do anything but try
To salvage something from the wreck
And make somebody of yourself

Waiting on that nonexistant perfect time to go
Has always been the perfect way never to try, the perfect way never to know

Did you really wanna hear
"there is nothing you can't do,"
Now you're responsible
What the hell is your excuse?
Your old possibilities
You have thrown them all away
You can't believe your eyes
Sore from crying over wasted
Years and years and years go by
And you'll do anything but try
To salvage something from the wreck
And make somebody of yourself