I can’t stand up here
And tell you I know your pain
And you can’t sit there
And tell me you know mine
I can’t tell you I’m sorry
For all the wrong that’s done
For the only serious repentance
Can be from the guilty one
I can’t be angry at those who’ve done wrong
For If I sought vengeance
For those who’ve lost their song
I’d be the one causing their pain
I can’t tell you why I’ve gone mute
For all I say or do is punishment
For parents whose thoughts rebuke
Everything you, no I, do Is wrong
I can’t push my frustrations upon you
For I'd be the one who's guilty
Of making you uncomfortable
And my reasoning would be faulty
I can't make you feel sorry
For me I am sure
For I am a good for nothing
And I have no allure
I can't be sorry for myself either
And maybe I need to, but I shan't
And if you ask me why I'll tell you
Simply that I can't
I can't be what you want me to
I can't tell you why
I can't do the things I want
I can't reach the sky
I can't live to your expectations
I can't be the best
I can't cause I have limitations
I can't put myself to rest
I can't sing
I can't dance
I can't run
I can't prance
I can't do this
I can't win
I can't speak
I can't sin
I can't do anything right
I can't live in all this plight
I can't try with all my might
I can't even sleep at night
Why do I feel this
How can I say
All of this pain should just fade away
But it can't, it can't
All of my problems
All of this blame
All of this because you came
And said “you can't”
