Why do we need to be told
What we think and we believe is right?
People validate it and we'll still try
To pick a fight
Voices talking, no one's listening
Why do we even try?
The truth is in the middle and it's
Neither left or right
But we believe
What we wanna hear
And we see
All that isn't there
Oh, I see you
But I don't believe you
'Cuz your voice falls
On my deaf ears
Preachers, teacher, politicians
Filling my heart with spite
But love is what should be there
It's a hand that's gentle, not tight
Maybe understanding could be reached
And we could make it right
Through friendship and devotion
That is not red, blue, or white
But we believe
What we wanna hear
And we see
All that isn't there
And we say
That we truly care
But the truth falls
On our deaf ears
Oh, I see you
But I don't believe you
'Cuz your voice falls
On my deaf ears
Oh, I see you
But I don't believe you
Oh, I see you
But I don't believe you
Oh, I see you
But I don't believe you
'Cuz your voice falls
On my deaf ears
'Cuz your voice falls
On my deaf ears
'Cuz your voice falls
On my deaf ears