Tell It How It Is

If you’re trying to get in his head

Then you’re just wasting your breath

Cause he might as well be dead

There just ain’t no getting through

If that’s what you’re trying to do

And for those who don’t know him yet

He don’t care if you ever do

He is faithful to himself

And it can’t hurt to hear the truth

He just ain’t concerned with you

They were mean, said they were silly dreams

So he had to leave, no time to grieve

And if you set out and find

Something better than what he left behind

Something you know is worth

All of this pain and hurt

He gets down on his own self

More than anybody else can

And it’s easy to understand

But can’t hurt to hear the truth

And he just ain’t concerned with you

Cause spirits have their own minds

They can’t be confined to fit between the lines

Spirits have their own minds

They can’t be confined, they draw their own lies

It’s alright tell them how it is

Even though it don’t make you popular

Sometimes you gotta be a dick

You don’t have to roll over

So for those who don’t know him yet

He don’t care when you ever do

He is faithful to himself

And it can hurt to hear the truth

He just ain’t concerned with you

They were mean, said they were silly dreams

So he had to leave, no time to grieve

And if you set out and find

Something better than what he left behind

Something you know is worth

All of this pain and hurt

Spirits have their own minds

They can’t be confined, they draw their own lines

It’s alright tell them how it is

Even though don’t make you popular

Sometimes you gotta be a dick

You don’t have to roll over