Things are always getting in my way
Is what you say to me
It'll never work
Is your self fulfilling prophecy
You didn't seem so apt to help
When I was sad and teary eyed
The role's reversed and now I wonder
What should I decide
Now you know
Tables turned
And now you're burned
A crying form
Tables turned
And now you're burned
Others always hold me back
Is what you whine to me
I'd be there if it weren't for them
Is what I hear from you
Problems are only real if they're yours
Is the way things seem to work
Helping out reciprocating
Is what you ought to learn