They all wanna talk when I'm not around   But when I'm back in town they're no where to be found   They got things to say about things they don't know   And don't have much to show of intellectual conversation      Words will often hide the truest form of intention   I can see what you all lack inside isn't important enough to mention      They won't deal with themselves wasting time doing something else   Temporary indoor fun they never go out into the sun   My freedom to express has never been reinforced more   Since when is it their chore to tell me what to live my life for      Words will often hide the truest form of intention   I can see what you all lack inside isn't important enough to mention      I know that you wanna hear   That I'm gone for good   I know you want me to leave   You won't get rid of me that easy      You're hurting words   In the end they'll mean nothing to me   All your lies   In the end your hungry eyes will see      They'll mean nothing to me   They'll mean nothing to me   They'll mean nothing to me   ...