They look at me, It’s like they think I know. They ask me for direction, As if I know where to go. I try my best to provide it, But there is no way to hide it. The fact that I just don’t have a clue. So don’t look to me, I don’t know what to do. Don’t ask me, I’ve nothing to tell you. Don’t pray to me, I have no way to save you.
Being looke upon for answers is hard when you don’t have them