Don't Hang onto My Words

"Don't hang onto my words," he said, tumblin' out of my bed

Where's your conviction? Why don't you just listen?

And maybe I'll meet you half-way

Don't worry your mind with doubt

It may take your whole life to find out that you know nothing

But in that there's something worth talkin' about

You've got a way with words I can't explain

"It's all a bunch of lies," they cry from the sidelines

"I won't hang onto to your words no more,"

I said walkin' out the door

It was quite a lesson of useful expression in what not to do or say

And in my tactless youth, I know not where I'm goin' to

I have every reason to follow the seasons and just go where I'm blown

I've got a way of twistin' everything you say

"Oh yeah it's all a bunch of lies", they cry from the sidelines

"Don't hang onto my words," he said tumblin' out of my bed

Where's my conviction? Why didn't I just listen to what he had to say?