Best I Can

Somethin’ in yer eyes,
I can’t even change it,
No matter how hard I try.

Yer expectation is torture.
I’m doin’ the best I can.
Leave this town, to become the man.

Well, it’s been entirely too long,
Since I up and left my home.
Just to turn around and throw stones.
The kids of tomorrow, are on their own.

Somethin’ I would like,
Is for you to tell me,
Exactly what you’d like me to do.

After having heard it,
You turn yer head away,
And act like I never follow through.

Well, it’s been entirely too long,
Since I up and left my home.
Just to turn around and throw stones.
The kids of tomorrow, are on their own.