You know I flinch at the sight of pain So now you wear it like a stain While they determine who's insane They could beat up you and I again Hold On Hold On So you know thats not the way to be Just thank God you heard it first from me For all those fools who think that I'm just in a mood Well if its a problem, yeah, I tend to brood Hold On Hold On So you know I flinch at the sign of pain And now you wear it like a stain While they determine who's in-sane They could beat up you and I, again Hold On Hold On Hold On Hold On