Crying form

Things are always getting in my way
Is what you say to me
It'll never work
Is your self fulfilling prophecy
You didn't seem so apt to help
When I was sad and teary eyed
The role's reversed and now I wonder
What should I decide

Now you know
Tables turned
And now you're burned
A crying form
Tables turned
And now you're burned

Others always hold me back
Is what you whine to me
I'd be there if it weren't for them
Is what I hear from you
Problems are only real if they're yours
Is the way things seem to work
Helping out reciprocating
Is what you ought to learn