Wake Up

You like snow, but only if it's warm

You like rain, but only if it's dry

There's no sentimental value to the rose that fell on the floor

There's no fundamental excuse for the granted it's taken for

'Cause it's easy not to

So much easier not to

And what goes around never comes around to you

To you

I like pain but only if it doesn't hurt too much (Too much)

Should I sit?

Should I wait to receive?

There's an obvious attraction

To the path of least resistance in your life

Well, there's an obvious aversion, no amount of your insistence

Could make me try tonight

But it's easy not to

So much easier not to

And what goes around never comes around to you

To you (To you, to you, to you, to you, to you, to you, to you)

To you (To you, to you, to you, to you, oh, to you)

Ooh, this could get messy

But you don't seem to mind

There's an apprehensive, naked, little trembling boy

With his head in his hands (In his hands, in his hands)

There's an underestimated and impatient little girl

Raising her hand

But it's easy not to

So much easier not to

And what goes around never comes around to you

To you (Ooh, this could get messy)

To you (But you don't seem to mind)

Get up, get up (It's easy niot to)

Get up off of it (So much easier not to), get up off of it

Get up, get up, get up off of it

Get up off it it, get up

It's easy not to

So much easier not to

And what goes around never comes around to you

You

Wake up

Wake up

Wake up