The Feelers Follow

Don't play the tortured artist with me
Or you can pack up all your bags and then leave
Yea, you know what I'm saying and
I'm praying for you to take heed

It's like your mother was drunk all the time
And your brother turned to a life of crime
You fear he's lost direction
You feel he's finally lost his way

Well look out on the bright side
Look out to the world
Look out at all the boys and the girls
Just look out on the bright side
Look out to the world
Look out at all the boys and the girls

Don't play the tortured artist with me
'Cause it's not all about you now what about me
You can save your breath now son, 'cause
I never said that I was going to leave you

It's like your father, he never came home
And your sister spent her life on the phone
And all the other kids used to give you shit
All the time

Well look out on the bright side
Look out to the world
Look out at all the boys and the girls
Just look out on the bright side
Look out to the world
Look out at all the boys and the girls

Maybe I'll dive for treasure
Or maybe I'll ski the world
Or maybe I'll just to live in the hills
Maybe I'll find my pleasure with
Some far off eastern girl
Or maybe I'll still be living in the hills, yea

Don't play the tortured artist with me
Don't play the tortured artist with me

It's a fear fear of losing direction
It's a fear you've lost your way
It's a fear of losing face and that
Someone can replace you

It's a fear of losing direction
It's a fear you've lost your way
It's a fear of losing face and that
Someone can replace you

'Cause the path is always better
When there's someone in your way
Trying to find their way to escape

Well look out on the bright side
Look out to the world
Look out at all the boys and the girls
Just look out on the bright side
Look out to the world
Look out at all the boys and the girls

Just look out to the world
Just look out to the world