Time to Shut Him Up
I am gold
From my good intentions
Oh, how I wanted to be more
How I wanted something raw
From the poison words you dealt
To the broken skulls you held
As first impressions go, it’s good

You wanna be an idol?
You wanna be an icon?
You wanna hold the candle?
You wanna hold your hand up?
You wanna be a waster?
You wanna be a chaser?
You wanna be a difference?

Well here’s one for the girls
Protecting what you’re worth
When it’s time to play your hand
When the evening’s wearing on
And the droning doesn’t stop
And it’s time to shut him up
To shut him up
And it’s really time to go
But the words he says are stone
And the weight just fills you up
See, we depend on something more
Our demands are blood and gore
And his flesh won’t sustain you

You wanna be an idol?
You wanna be an icon?
You wanna hold the candle?
You wanna hold your hand up?
You wanna be a waster?
You wanna be a chaser?
You wanna be a difference?

Well here’s one for the girls
Protecting what you’re worth
When it’s time to play your hand
When the evening’s wearing on
And the droning doesn’t stop
And it’s time to shut him up
To shut him up
To shut him up

You're on your own
You're on your own
You're holding on
You're on your own
You're holding on
You're on your own
You're on your own
You're on your own
You're holding on
You're on your own
You're on your own
You're on your own
You're holding on
You're on your own
You're on your own
You're on your own
You're on your own
You're on your own
You're on your own
You’re holding, holding on
One!
Two!
Three!
Four!
Ah!