I used to think I was honest I was raised in a family way To give my brother One love in a special way Well you know I'm only human Flesh and blood Just the same as you Speak the truth Tell the same lies Don't avoid it You know it's true Well you can be misunderstood If you want to How can I be satisfied... With the way you treat me? Let's not pretend There was a time in America The dream had to end Small boy from a small town Took a trip to the big country In search of fame and fortune Found love on his way He didn't know what he had landed Still he cared anyway That girl blew his mind out Poor boys never been the same You can be misunderstood If you want to How can I be satisfied with the way you treat me Let's not pretend There was a time in America The dream had to end Let's not pretend There was a time in America The dream had to end