Who do you think you are? Trying so hard to make that stage but it's not made that way Who do you think you are? Your life set in stone no room for adjustment no room for growth moss on a stone, your covers blown Who do you think I am? I don't care what you say I don't work for you you have no clue of my goals or aspirations Who do you think I am? I'm not involved with them no need to make amends closer to the fence I am the patient spider in the web the sniper with my site set on loose ends Does anybody care? Does anybody care? Eyes caught in the glare Does anybody really care?