Some people search for love but you search for the one to blame.
You tell yourself you don't but we know you do. You keep forgetting who brought you to this fortune.
Once seen as a fortune and now seen as a misfortune.
Life's what you make it
And you've made it pretty darn angry.
You think everybody's after you, but really you're your own worst enemy.
They tell you to leave it alone and you turn around and lie to yourself.
Have you ever wondered how you got here
Did you ever ask yourself whose fault it's
I didn't bring you here but it seems to me you're blaming me for your misfortune.
Life's what you make of it and you're made it angry.
Pretty darn angry…