By Don Snow/Roger Daltrey Copyright Control It's like a needle in my side The fire of pain is burning through me Stretching the limits of restraint Emotion bottled up and strapped around me The list is clenched as in a light The jawbone pulses with blood Eyelids flicker and sweat starts to bead I'm cut so deep, but I just can't bleed It's not something you wear on your sleeve No tears for people to see The hurt that comes from inside is damaging me This is no conflict of interest This is no day to day scene These are isolated incidents With measures of time in between We try to balance on wires We try to live between the lines Our love is cautioned with errors We may learn but it may take some time It's not something you wear on your sleeve No tears for people to see The hurt that comes from inside is damaging me I'm barefoot walking on razors A surface leaving no traces where have I been I'm open to your persuasion Each time a new situation Bears down on me Bears down on me It's not something you wear on your sleeve No tears for people to see The hurt that comes from inside is damaging me We try to balance on wires Balance on wires It's not something you wear on your sleeve It comes from inside We balance on wires