You don't know what is trouble every day You don't know what it means to lose your way You're among your first world problems That you could easily delay
You don't know how to manage on your own You don't know how to live your life alone You've been spoiled and pampered baby Since the day that you were born
Chorus: But when your joy depends On pain of someone else You just don’t get it right You just can’t get it right Because my freedom ends When someone ties my hands It’s time to get it right It’s time to get it… get it on
Let me know when your games come to an end Let me know when you try to understand That the real size of your ego Is smaller than a grain of sand