What the World Does

You can't make it!

You won't break it!

Right

Tied up, ripped up, stitched up style

Torn from the head to toe

Lied to, cried to, you tried to live

But you're dead and you're good to go

There's always now but the now is gone

And tomorrow is just a dream

Cause all that you see and all that you touch

Is all that you'll ever be

No!

You can't make it, you can't fake it

You can't take what the world does to you

You can't make it, you won't break it

You can't take what the world does!

Stand up, sit down and turn around

Let's see what you're really made of

Take off your face and stay awhile

I'll turn your guts to mud

The sky is blue and the stars are bright

And the grass is always green

But all that you see

And all that you touch is never what is seems

Seem!

You can't make it, you can't fake it

You can't take what the world does to you

You can't make it, you won't break it

You can't take what the world does!

You can't make it, you can't fake it

You can't take what the world does to you

You can't make it, you won't break it

You can't take what the world does!

What - the - world - does!

What - the - world - does!