You like snow, but only if it's warm
You like rain, but only if it's dry
No sentimental value to the rose that fell on your floor
No fundamental excuse for the granted I'm taken for

'Cause it's easy not to
So much easier not to
And what goes around never comes around to you
To you

You like pain, but only if it doesn't hurt too much
And you sit, and you wait...to receive
There's an obvious attraction to the path of least resistance
In your life
But there's an obvious aversion no amount of my insistence
Could make you try tonight

'Cause it's easy not to
So much easier not to
And what goes around never comes around to you
To you, to you, to you, to you
To you...

There's no love, no money, no thrill any more

Oh, there's an apprehensive naked little trembling boy
With his head in his hands
There's an underestimated and impatient little girl
Raising her hand

But it's easy not to
So much easier not to
And what goes around never comes around to you
To you, to you

Get up, and get up, and get up off of it
And get up, get up, and get up off of it
Get out, get outta here, enough already
And get up, and get up, get up off of it
And wake up