Open your eyes and read between the lines   Their book is fiction and lacks a spine   They'll catch your ears   They'll build you up inside   Recycled one liners, don't compromise   I can clearly see what's on the screen   A distorted image of the industry   But the heart on your sleeve is so hard to believe   Reputation means everything when music means nothing.   Things will change when you're back and home and you're all alone   You build yourself up so you can be different just like everyone else   Oh well, we're pointing the finger if you couldn't tell   Our hearts are not on your sleeves      They're where they should be      Live for yourself and   Nobody else and   Fuck what they sell