I don't know what to tell you   I don't know what to say   I can't be the hero and   Take your superficial pain away   Whining all the time and   Acting like a little kid   You're so paranoid, you think that   Wheel of Fortune must be rigged      You sit there and waste your life away   While I tell you to seize the day   You keep a cynic state of mind   Complaining all the time      I will be waiting for you   Without a bitter heart   And if you want to try again   We'll take it from the start      Roll out of bed again   The sun's too bright to make your day   Dark glasses on your head   You'll fight those who don't see your way   Take your pills, they make you better   Well, they make me sick   Instead of opening your mouth,   Maybe you should relax a little bit