You walk with a macho swagger, your scorn is like a hidden dagger You gather lots of little yes men, you work hard to impress them Chest and chin always sticking out, you never show any fucking doubt But deep inside your guts you often fret, someone’s gonna learn your secret
Some day, some month, some luckless year You’ll have no choice but to face the fact That each and every day you live in fear Behind your mindless tough guy act
There’s lots of people all around you, but not a soul you can talk to You live inside a heavy silence, a lonely tomb, a nervous violence It’s hard work to be fake, sometimes you’d like to lose the weight But if you live a lie long enough, to face the awful truth gets pretty tough
Some day, some month, some luckless year You’ll have no choice but to face the fact That each and every day you live in fear Behind your mindless tough guy act
Some day, some year You’ll have no choice but to face the fact You live in fear Behind your mindless tough guy act