Itīs patience trying when you tell me how to live
Well you donīt know anything
Your expectations are wearing thin
You wonīt even take a look to see another way
You arenīt even listeing
Take your ideals and go away
Iīm cut from the same mold
I donīt read from the same old story
Iīm not cut fromthe same mold
Donīt know who you think I should be
Iīm not cut from the same mold
I donīt read from the same old story
Iīm not cut from the same mold
Done with yours Iīm living life for me
Tell me father, did I turn out so bad
Didnīt I look up to you
Took every piece of advice you had
Go to school get a job
Send me on your way
You arenīt even listening
Take your dreams and go away
For so longI have tried to understand
The qualities you thought made up a real man
Now itīs time for me to find out for myself
Iīm getting fed up I donīt need your help
You never listen to both sides of the story
You never listen you wonīt listen to me
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