Oh brother, I feel for you
Even after all that you've done
Oh brother, I pity you
But I won't ever reach for my gun
Guess you're still holding on to it
Because you never know
Some people want to be bought
But everyone wants to be sold
Oh brother, you told me that
You could trust anyone but me
Now that it's all burned and crashed
I'm the only ear that you need
Guess I'm still holding on to it
Wasn't it you that said "The past, it never goes"?
And that most people can be bought
But everyone wants to be sold
Oh brother, I empathize with you
Even after all that you've done
Oh brother, I pity you
Guess you're just another one
Guess you're just another one
My best guess is you're just another one
