you've got to take it from the source
look at where it's coming from
you're got to take it from the source
they're only wasted words on me
i guess i just don't measure up
strayed from the straight and narrow road
so you lock me up, throw away the key
'cause i don't live by your dress code
that's ok, i've heard it before
you can open the wound i feel no pain
i don't need an armour suit
you're the one with the ball and chain