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