You never know just when you're supposed to shake a hand and leave I can see your silence and you're hiding your priorities Tried and tired Try aiming higher A one night stand A quick goodbye An empty hand A magnifier Of all those things you thought that you'd forgot I guess not If you're not bleeding you're not thinking Everything's okay You got no worries in no hurry to become homemade You're getting tired of the lying Always trying to hide your smile behind a painted face Apocalypses of forgiveness With this sycophant This silly man This stowaway Tried and tired Try aiming higher A one night stand A quick goodbye An empty hand A magnifier Of all those things you thought that you'd forgot I guess not But I will hold my head up I will hold my head up I will hold my head up I will hold my head up I will hold my head up I will hold my head up