Pay Attention!    You'll all return to your homes   No matter what, don't look south      Here's my heart on a silver platter and Dallas is still eight months away      I am ready to begin but am I to blame   This world grows up around me   The air grows thin and all we see is what's on the surface      I want you to know whats behind door number 1   It's everything and anything that make me perfect      Tear out the pages   Shall I shoot?      I will be ready to learn of noble men   For I am headstrong in honesty    Be ready God to speak   He is hated by the ones he loved, he is hated by the ones he loved      Pay attention   No matter what, don't look south