We line them up like pictures
And we judge them like we're gods
But we don't know a thing about them,

We just stare right through their hearts

And if you took your own picture

Would you see the hypocrite?
Beneath that mask you wear,
To hide that you're so full of %#@!


No you wouldn't
But I'm no different my friend


I fall shy of what I want to be
I try, but it's so hard

And the lies flow out my finger tips
To the strings of my guitar


So I, I swear to make a change
I'll fight 'til the day I die
And if I lose myself along the way

At least I can say I tried