The Lucky Ones – Daniel Amos – letras

I can’t really take itSo I’ll just have to fake itPretend that I’m the lucky oneHis deep pontification’sThe source of my frustrationsI’m smiling and just acting dumbHe’s repeating all the same old storiesHe’s the center of them allHe’s reliving all the same sad gloriesFor aren’t we all the lucky ones?People think he’s charmingBrilliant and disarmingConvinced that they’re the fortunate sonsBut he’s so unrelentingBlind and unrepentingAnd pretty soon he’s down to oneHe’s not listening to anything we’re sayingInterupts before we’re doneDoesn’t know the heavy price he’s payingAren’t we all the lucky ones?