Its really so easy   To complain about the pain   You do, I dont, so there   Days home you feign   Lying down so helpless   Ive said it before   Its never ever heard   Even back in 2004   So shut your mouth   Dont talk at me again   until you know it all   you think you know it all      you're wrong, you're wrong, you have no clue   What you go through is nothing to   What I do, my ailment would kill you      Rock my foundations and control my day   leaving an early night as my only way   strip me of my insides you prey, i pray   and on this throne im made to stay      you're wrong, you're wrong, you have no clue   What you go through is nothing to   What I do, my ailment would kill you      So shut your mouth   Dont talk at me again   until you know it all   you think you know it all