All the same

I'm not going to give it up for free anymore
And I don't really care if you label me a whore.
Frayed at the edges, busted at the seams,
I can walk with a song and sleep with my dreams.
You can cover up your chains and call yourself free
It doesn't really matter - it's all the same to me.
You're the new newest thing we've seen it all before.
In fact I've seen it many times and I'll see it many more.
You know it won't last you know it never does -
But better be a has been than to be a never was.
You can get out quick and clean or prolong the agony:
Whichever you prefer - it's all the same to me.
You worship the future like it's some kind of saint,
But it's just like the past with a new coat of paint.
You try to save a world that doesn't want to be saved
And you scold it like a child when you think it's misbehaved.
You can say what you want, or say what you see,
Or you could say nothing - it's all the same to me.