Текст (слова) песни: American Lesion - Opinion

The first thing I remember was the friction in the room

And that brown spinnett piano that never played in tune

The cruel impatient tyrant, the frustrated malcontent

The need to find the pieces, and the absence of cement

No one ever told me about the right way to love

And no one ever showed me what were supposed to be made of

So dont be too forthright about what you think that I should be

And Ill willingly accept your low opinion of me

The last thing I remember was the slamming of the door

And the resonance of my imperfection broke the silence once more

The selfish angry bastard who doesnt want to hear

I tried to learn compassion you turned the other ear

No one ever told me about the right way to love

And no one ever showed me what were supposed to be made of

So dont be too forthright about what you think that I should be

And Ill willingly accept your low opinion of me

The worn out broken record who doesnt fit the mold

The righteous independent, the mood so harsh and cold

Momma never told me about the right way to love

And daddy never showed me what were supposed to be made of

So dont be too forthright about what you think that I should be

And Ill willingly accept your low opinion of me

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