Your teeth are grinding down into sand    Your fingers are coming through your hands    Your hair is graying    Your eyes are shaking       You can't expect the kindness of strangers    From those strangers to kindness    But don't acquiesce    Control your anger    You're in danger in this part of the world       Are we cowards    Are they jackals    Are we bitter    Or better off than they are       They jump into bed like it's the end of the world    Have those s never seen boys    And have those boys ever loved men    They ones who give head to get ahead