Tools

Uh, uh, uh, you're knocking at my door again

And maybe we can all talk the same

You couldn't help it

Uh, uh, uh, you're banging at my door again

And maybe we can break this chain

But you don't have the tools

For breaking out the rulers

Yeah, I'II fight' em out

It's more and more the everything that keeps the same

You couldn't help it

And bring them in

You recognize you're just patrified

All the same

You know you're such a fool

To think that you're breaking a hero

Shu, shu you knock that grater

What you do and maybe we just all stay the same

You couldn't help it

Shu, shu resemble him

Creating one more thing

So we could all feel his pain

You Don't have the tools

To realize the guy won't talk to you

You don't have the tools

To realize the guy won't talk to you

I couldn't think if I fall out

I couldn't think if I fall out

I couldn't think if I fall out

I couldn't think if I fall out