I was born a bastard
Could have been a saint
Don't need no reminder
I contemplate, contemplate the way you raised me
Was it true or the environment that made me what I am today

It's time for reflection
I don't need your inspection
I believe in God for no apparent reason
Your words are fact and fiction

And how you like to feed them to my open mind
You intertwine the things that I believe in
And now that I'm full grown I see the odds were far from even

You know I can't believe
The things you say
You know I can't believe
The things you say
All the things you say

Well you became the one I was forced in to confide
You only gave me one choice from which I could decide
You made the road so narrow
I want to make it wide
Because the world's so fucking big that I don't need a place to hide

You monopolized the plow while I was fragile with the man
You made me pull the plow as you grew fat off the land
What gave you the right to structure all I understand
While I just lay there in the excrement and drooled on to my hand

You know I can't believe
The things you say
You know I can't believe
The things you say

All the things you say
All the things you say
All the things you say
The things you say
The things you say

I believe in God for no apparent reason
Your words are fact and fiction
And how you like to feed them to my open mind
You intertwine the things that I believe in
And now that I'm full grown I see the odds were far from even

You know I can't believe
The things you say
You know I can't believe
The things you say

Yeah
Yeah
The things you say
The things you say