Lyric First Class Mail

She says I m negative I just can t see
It s her negativity depressing me
Maybe I m anti-American me
I don t think the problem is nationality
It s your point of view
She see s these things through dogma s narrow eyes
You question my integrity, but I can t question yours
I have joy in what I know
But her interpretations bring me sorrow
How can I act like nothing s wrong
And not communicate what s going on