somethings are still worth saving
said the man with his white flag waving
on his knees and praying everyday
we never want to listen,
ignore the truth of our own condition
close our eyes and hope it goes away
everyday's the same,
we've got to find someone to blame
point our finger at the face in the window
we've become so blind,
don't believe what we might find
when we look in the mirror and see
the face in the window
the voice of reason's missing,
because the serpent's back and hissing
whispering into a willing ear
bite the apple, now the bullet,
you've got too much, you don't want to lose it
and anyway, there's nothing wrong round here
everyday's the same,
we've got to find someone to blame
point our finger at the face in the window
we've become so blind,
don't believe what we might find
when we look in the mirror and see
the face in the window