everybody knows   so everyone says   it's built on your bones   it's stacked on your stones   and everybody tries   to mean it for real   like who do you trust   what do you steal   and how many foreigners can i really feel   you put away all your poems   and you buried the box   the day that you were rejected   from the school of hard knocks   and i took a permanent marker   to my deepest desires   took a look inside and i cut   all of the wires   hands up we got back to the questions   gave up on a better direction   hands up we go back to the scene   i often wonder what the answers mean   there's a place in the sky   where the canadians go   they got a password that i   i don't think i'll ever know   so we keep a place in the corner   where we can stay for a while   just keep your hands in your lap   don't give a smile don't give a smile   hands up we go back to the questions   gave up on a better direction   hands up no it never ends   would you go country before all your friends   hands up we go back to the questions   gave up on another election   hands up with your heart on your sleeve   oh life before death - yeah oh yeah, i believe.