Go to trust
Your wanderlust
Sow your wild oats
If you must
Taste it all
And take the fall
Then look at me like I don't know
That hope is cruel
And there is nothing you can do
But wait
You'll make it through
No humble pie
For puppy eyes
It falls to pieces
I'll act surprised
You prodigal
You lost control
But I won't say I told you so
'Cause hope is cruel
And there is nothing you can do
But wait
And I'll wait
And you'll make it through