Borderline And Entropy Lyrics & Chords By Sticks And Stones

this society's freedom is just a padded yoke
all you right-wing kids are such a fucking joke
what could be more insignificant
than your laughable patriotic bullshit
can't you even see,
they wouldn't even care if you didn't make such good TV
(unlike me)
they had a problem with each other
and i was caught in the crossfire
it was no rare coincidence
but still no matter of small consequence
at least it didn't seem so at the time
it didn't seem so when you cried-
there's things i want that i just can't
and i can deal with that, man, and that is that
gets to me sometimes i swear
and i lie when i say that i don't care
pity for her if she cried, contempt for you when you lie