Nothing I heard was worth repeatin'
But I wouldn't put it down
Nothing I saw was worth believin'
No saviors hanging 'round

And was it you with all that know-how
Just given what-for
Read the words but your story
Just doesn't get told

Something here doesn't seem like it did yesterday
I know it's just me
The prize for the cynic comes due today
And I know it's for me

And when you get your bird a-flyin'
And your soul's left the ground
Something seems to be getting' closer
What you've left, what you've found

And was it you with all that know-how
Just given what-for
Read the words but your story
Just doesn't get told

Something here doesn't seem like it did yesterday
I know it's just me
The prize for the cynic comes due today
And I know it's for me

Nothing I heard was worth repeatin'
But I wouldn't put it down
Nothing I saw was worth believin'
No saviors hanging 'round

And was it you with all that know-how
Just given what-for
Read the words but your story
Just doesn't get told

Something here doesn't seem like it did yesterday
I know it's just me
The prize for the cynic comes due today
And I know it's for me

Something here doesn't seem like it did yesterday
I know it's just me
The prize for the cynic comes due today
And I know it's for me

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Writer(s): DAVID SCHOOLS, DOMINGO ORTIZ, JIMMY EDDIE HERRING JR., JOHN BELL, JOHN ROBERT HERMANN, TODD NANCE