You think you're on a roll Your garbage turns to gold Tell everyone You're going it alone You whine and b**h and moan For another cushion on the throne Tell everyone You're going it alone You've broken every bone you're made of You know what you're afraid of But you're made of stone You're climbing out your hole And now you're in control Tell everyone You're going it alone You've broken every bone you're made of You know what you're afraid of But you're made of stone (x2)