You think you've got me figured out
You think you know what this is about
You think you can take the pain away
You think you can take me and make me okay
You think you've changed me, turned me around
You think you've got me rooted steadfast to the ground
You think it's all right, that everything's fair
You think you're concerned, you think that you care
You think your religion is giving me hope
You think that your prayer is helping me cope
You think you can give back what you've taken from me
You think what you're doing isn't killing me...
When really...
I know that you don't understand
I know you've not grasped the issues at hand
I know that my pain is still inside
I know I'm "okay" only when I hide
I know I'm the same, the sad sorry girl
I know I'm caught up in the air, in the whirl
I know nothing's fair, that nothing's all right
I know your concern is from your fear to fight
I know your religion is drowning me
I know I'm not coping, I know you can't see
I know that this piece of my heart is with you
And I know keeping strength is too hard to do

You think that you get it
You think that you care
I know that you're listening
But still, you aren't there...