When It All Comes Down Lyrics - Pretty Maids

I don't need your pity 

Misbelief or sympathy 

I don't need no doctor, shrink 

Or psycotherapy 

Who are you to say you're sorry 

If I were to die 

Who are you to complain 

When you're got your piece of the pie 

Out of the closet, out of your hole 

Out of your hard carned place 

But don't you push your luck 

I'll take that big while grin 

Straight off your face 

Look at all those smiling faces 

preaching on TV 

I don't need their polities 

To stir my fantasies 

To watch the late night news 

It scares me to the bone 

When I read the papers 

I feel naked and alone 

When it all comes down 

Is there anything that justifies 

The things we do 

When it all comes down 

There's a reason for the pain 

We must be goin' through 

Same greasy dirty young man 

Traveling to the cast 

When a bird comes to flying 

Further dreams can be released 

Same little flashes 

Waving banners cross your line 

When at first you walk with me 

You'll then set free the mind 

I see my future 

Being washed up on the store 

I feel I've been through this 

I've seen it all before