When I first set out to write a recordnMy outlook was positivenI'd sing about my summernAnd the people that I spent it withnnBut the last four months have shown menThere's a trade-off to be madenNow I'm not so fucking chippernLike this is never gonna be the samennBut hey, we take it on the chin when they saynThat we don't, we don't, we don't deservenAnything from anyonennSee, if I'm writing to affect your temperate livesnThen I guess I'm sacrificing minenI watch the planes that change the skylinenAnd hope that death found those who believed it was rightnnHey, we take it on the chin when they saynThat we don't, we don't, we don't deservenAnything from anyonennHey, we take it on the chin when they saynThat we don't, we don't, we don't deservenAnything from anyonennWell, it's you who's affecting InAnd I'll still sing about my summernBut it's you who's affecting InSo I'll still sing about itnBut it's you who's affecting InSo I'll still sing about my summernAnd it's you who's affecting InAnd I'll still sing about itnnBut hey, we take it on the chin when they saynThat we don't, we don't, we don't deservenAnything from anyone