Good news or bad news Which one first Obviously the good news and forget the rest I've seen enough suffering, so I look away It's probably not my problem why feel someone else's pain Imagine if we were there And we found someone Someone who really cares Someone willing to give us all that's theirs I wish I could say that that was me But with every heartsore I see I wanna help less, and just stare down at my feet I just stare down at my feet I like the idea of apologizing For all the things I could have done, to help someone's suffering Then again it's just an idea, not reality Why if they've got two broken legs Can't they stand on their own two feet Why If I'm drinking water Should I worry bout' the drought I'm sorry I can't hear you I've good food in my mouth Sometimes it's hard to listen When all you hear about whats wrong So I don't listen at all So I don't listen at all