Grape Ape lyrics

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You said I didn`t have a ghost of a chance
In your book,
Well, take another look
I`m not finished yet.
Stipulations you hang around my neck like a chain -
Each link represents your discontent.
What`s the big picture,
What can I see,
Whatever happened
To your faith in me?
Where`s it gone?
I bust my ass but I`m always wrong,
Seven different ways to write a song,
Change your clothes, the way you play -
Slapped with a fine
`Cause you showed up to rehearsal late.
And I bust my ass but I`m always wrong,
It`s been your game,
I just played along,
We center around what you always need,
Now I`m afraid to admit
There`s a little discrepancy.
But I`ve been with you all along.