[Verse 1]
No sense in arguing about something you believe in
Can't hope for knowledge, someone's good advice
Don't have much money to lay around and grieve in
Better off just keep your mouth shut, come on, boys, be nice

[Pre-Chorus]
You can't hurt me now
I don't know how to cry
But I'm still young

[Chorus]
I see the outstretched arms that beckon me, but I can't come
I hear the spoken words that make no sense, where I come from

[Verse 2]
Keep everyone happy with county recreation
Work fifty hours a week, take out frustrations on the field
Put bars and churches on every other corner
Nicer working conditions for much better yield

[Pre-Chorus]
You can't hurt me now
I don't know how to cry
But I'm still young
[Chorus]
I see the outstretched arms that beckon me, but I can't come
I hear the spoken words that make no sense, where I come from
I feel the stinging truth that slaps me hard and makes me numb
I eat the bitter fruit that grows on trees where I come from