Always walkin', smilin', smirkin',
Thinkin' he knows more about the other guy

Watchin', learnin', hopin',
Feelin' sorry for the person who forced you to cry
Mama knows best but does she really know just what's

happening?
What on earth made this kid so frightening?


You're just a stick in the spoke of my wheel,
You don't care how the other people feel
And if they should fall

I'm pretty sure you wouldn't care at all.

Little boy cryin', hurtin',

Wishin' you hadn't popped his prize balloon
When he gets bigger, better watch your back
Because it's you he'll tune

Are you mad at the world?
All the people painting favorite colors
But it is you who swirled


You're just a stick in the spoke of my wheel
You don't care how the other people feel

And if they should fall.
I'm pretty sure you wouldn't care at all