What Do You Want of Me

Why do you do the things you do?
Why do you do these things?
Why do you march through that dream that you're in
Covered with glory and rusty old tin?
Why try to be what nobody can be?
And what do you want of me?
What do you want of me?

Why do you do the things you do?
Why do you do these things?
Why do you rush at the world all alone
Fighting mad battles that aren't your own?
Why do you live in a world that can't be?
And what do you want of me?
What do you want of me?

Why don't you know that you're laughed at wherever you go
And I cannot laugh with the rest, and why, I don't know

Why do you do the things you do?
Why do you do these things?
Why do you batter at walls that won't break?
Why do you give when it's natural to take?
Where do you see all the good that you see?
And what do you want of me?
What do you want of me?



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Darion, Mitch Leigh
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