[Howling]

[Verse 1]
Oh, oh, oh, you’re knocking at my door again
And maybe we can all talk same
You couldn’t help it
Oh, oh, oh, you’re banging at my door again
And maybe we can break this chain

[Chorus]
But you don’t have the tools
For breaking all the rules

[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I’ll fight ‘em all
It’s one more the only thing that keeps me sane
You couldn’t help it
Yeah, yeah, yeah and maybe then
You recognize you’re just petrified
All the same
You know you’re such a fool
To think that you’re breaking any rules

[Howling]

[Verse 3]
Shoot, shoot you're not that great at what you do
And maybe we'll just all stay the same
You couldn’t help it
Shoot, shoot resemble him
Creating one more thing
So we could all feel his pain
[Chorus]
And you don’t have the tools
To realize that God won’t talk to you
And you don’t have the tools
To realize that God won’t talk to you

I've been faking' it my whole life
I've been faking' it my whole life
I've been faking' it my whole life
I've been faking' it my whole life