Won't quit worrying over things I lay awake, so fate will bring Nothing seems what it's worth I don't know if I've earned my birth Maybe I could take a stand Set examples for a man But I would end up playing tricks All my life is politics You won't see me crying Another day and still, I crave A new addition to my ways I won't admit I'm hooked on bliss But being alone is still the shits A cheated life is cheaper, still An unearned kiss, an unearned thrill Alone at night, I'm in that place There's no reflection of my face You won't see my crying I don't hear screaming when I turn on the set My hands are bleeding, like Chomsky says If I took the time to see what mattered My little world would be stripped and scattered If I ever finally cherished I believe then that I would perish Maybe on that day I'll give myself away You won't see me crying, yeah Crying