There's not a lot of difference between a foxhole and a grave   And knowing that you dug your ditch and climbed in anyway   Touch gloves take your corners and come out fighting when the bell rings   You don't get more points for all your suffering.      So you closed your eyes, and dreamed your heart to a safer place   And smiled for awhile with a brand new style and a change of pace   What a beautiful cover, a talk show makeover, and you'll lose some weight   But if you wanna get well then why the hell do you hesitate?      Listen to yourself The king of hypocrites   Who do you think you are you ain't foolin' shit   But if you keep preaching then you just might believe it      You're always sayin that it's all going better   Well I've seen you, and needs to   God I hope it's all going better for you   And you're saying that it tastes so much sweeter   Well I've been there, and it's bitter   God I wish that I could feel sorry for you      A few bridges were burned while your backs been turned   But hey that's life   You're getting used to the sickly, thick fog of indifference and you think that's alright   You don't need nobody to hold your hand   You don't need nobody you're the littlest man   Cuz' you don't trust anybody      There's still a withered soul that now filled to the brim   With speeches you repeat that mean a lot to you   But not enough for you to get off your ass off the floor and do it      You're always sayin that it's all going better   Well I've seen you, and needs to   God I hope it's all going better for you   And you're saying that it tastes so much sweeter   Well I've been there, and it's bitter   God I wish that I could feel sorry for you      You're always sayin that it's all going better   Well I've seen you, and needs to   God I hope it's all going better for you   And you're saying that it tastes so much sweeter   Well I've been there, and it's bitter   God I wish that I could feel sorry for you   OH   God I wish that I could feel sorry for you   OH