The Real

Just turn your back on me
 It seems that I work better that way
 Funny how things never change
 Fuck you, your friends, your ways
 There's nothing left to say for yourself
 Make distance, move on and repeat
 Watcha gonna do when you've got something to prove, nothing to lose?
 Watcha gonna do? Everyone's counting on you
 I wanna stand for something real.
 Say something of substance, be honest and shed old ideals
 So forget my name if you don't like the way
 I've grown how I'm adjusting with age
 I promise it won't change a thing
 See, I've been raised on teeth, from always falling flat on my face
 Sometimes it's just best when I bleed
 I wanna stand for something real
 Say something of substance, be honest and shed old ideals
 You'd rather run away than to face it head on
 Rather hide your face than admit when you're wrong
 Say something of substance, be honest, don't live life in fear
 Watcha gonna do? Everyone's counting on you
 I wanna stand for something real
 Say something of substance, be honest and shed old ideals
 You'd rather run away than to face it head on
 Rather hide your face than admit when you're wrong
 Say something of substance, be honest, don't live life in fear
 It's funny how things never change
 Sometimes it's just best when I bleed