Crying Form

Things are always getting in my way

Is what you say to me

It'll never work

Is your self fulfilling prophecy

You didn't seem so apt to help

When I was sad and teary eyed

The role's reversed and now I wonder

What should I decide

Now you know

Tables turned

And now you're burned

A crying form

Tables turned

And now you're burned

Others always hold me back

Is what you whine to me

I'd be there if it weren't for them

Is what I hear from you

Problems are only real if they're yours

Is the way things seem to work

Helping out reciprocating

Is what you ought to learn