The Hard Sell - Coheed and Cambria

I’m paranoid and sick of this world’s misconceptions of things I did

My language poured across this wrist in a metaphoric disaster

My guess, I’m missing out the punch line

Unless this hanging noose is fitted to be all mine.

I Stood by everything I loved

While you never understood me much

'Cause there’s only one of me

And to many of you you fighting over nothing

Oh, there’s never enough cool for everyone

And before you know it you’re selling out to be in

I Stood by everything I loved

While you never understood me much

These eyes ungoverned are tearing us apart

Their ears forsaken have given up on art

Now, why believe in anything they praise

When one hand holds them the victor

While the other holds the shovel to their graves

I Stood by everything I loved

While you never understood me much

Oh, this ticket window has closed

Save your money, baby…

The next show’s about to start

Where else can you get to watch this talent fall…

One by one they drop