Strain, living with a name
They get the best of me
But I don't walk away
I don't complain
I got much to gain
So they keep testing me
And I keep feeding their face

But they could go
Off and hit the road
What would I care?
I like going nowhere
I got the reigns
The courage I made of
And they've got fake love
So I know I must show

It's my show
I must go
With my soul
Not my hand
Where I stand
It's my role
It's my soul

Pearls and necklaces and girls
And all the pretty things
I ain't seeking to have
It's safe to say
If I don't get this out of me
I might quite easily
End up dead or just mad

Cross my t's
Try to dot my I's
But thats just blinding me
And I ain't living that way
I roll my sleeves
And make a better man of me
Or I might easily
Just give up on this show

It's my show
I must go
With my soul
Not my hand
Where I stand
It's my role
It's my soul

I must show
It's my show
I must go
With my soul
Not my hand
Where I stand
It's my role
It's my soul
And my show
It's my show