I stayed where I was
Hands balled in my pocket
Teeth restrained my tongue
I deserve applause
A standing ovation
Thank god for my patience
Cuz your eyes look better blacker and your smile looks better gone
I could have your memory jogging if I gave a right for wrongs
And I bet you'll never realize
And you'll sing the same old songs
Live and die and rot in bliss if that's the high that you ride on
Oh, what a guy
What a stand-up guy you are
What a guy
What a guy, oh, bless your heart
What a guy
What a stand-up guy you are
What a guy
What a guy, oh, bless your heart
Do you feel like a man?
Oh-so tough and masculine
But you've no love, compassion
And so you raise your hand
Sake of your theatrics
You've torn it all past patching
You know, your pride looks better broken and your ego better dead
Claim to praise a higher power but your lies paint your hand red
Righteous boy who couldn't handle if a man stepped in his stead
Must be bones inside your closet or the monster in your bed
Oh, what a guy
What a stand-up guy you are
What a guy
What a guy, oh, bless your heart
What a guy
What a stand-up guy you are
What a guy
What a guy, oh, bless your heart
Cuz I know what your mirror tells you
Fooled yourself, I see right through you
And I hope all that still clings to you
It slips off when they see the true you
Cuz I know what your mirror tells you
Fooled yourself, I see right through you
And I hope all that still clings to you
It slips off when they see
(Bass)