One, two, three. I don't wanna hear it is what it is, it was what it was. I don't wanna hear it is what it is, it was what it was. You don't know how it feels, you expect me to deal with it, Till I'm perfectly numb. But you don't know how it feels. Man from the music shop, I drove too far, For you to hand me that starter guitar. Hey girl, why don't you play a few bars? Oh, what's left to prove? I don't wanna hear it is what it is, it was what it was. Don't make me hear it is what it is, it was what it was. You don't know how it feels, you expect me to deal with it, Till I'm perfectly numb. But you don't know how it feels. You don't know how it feels. You don't know how it feels. To be the coach. To be the coach.