So things have gotten weird for you

The foolish do the things they do

Mostly talk right at you without speaking

They're deaf and blind and they cannot think

But now they want to be your shrink

Probing for the missing link and freaking

And it's all about how you got strange

Indifferent to their fear of change

And feeling strong enough to get you freaking

I, I have no tears left

I, I ain't done yet

What do I have left?

You rage at their transparency

And total insincerity

That love is why they have to try and help you

But mostly it's about control

They're terrified that you might go

And find out for yourself what they can't teach you

I, I got no tears left

I, I ain't done yet

What do I have left?

Generations that go through this

The young are punished for their disregard

For every fool might wanna lead them

But living in the here and now

Will cleanse the waste of sacred cows

That clutters up the path you might be seeking

So go ahead and rage and fight

Insist on finding your own light

As wisdom cannot be confused by freedom

I, I have no tears left

I, I ain't done yet

I, I got no tears left

I, I ain't done yet

What that do I have left?

I got no tears left