What A Good Boy - Live Toronto, ON 2-26-04

When I was born, they looked at me and said,
 "What a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy."
 And when you were born, they looked at you and said,
 "What a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl."
 We've got these chains hanging around our necks
 People wanna strangle us with them before we take our first breath
 Afraid of change, afraid of staying the same
 When temptation calls, we just look away
 This name is the hairshirt I wear
 And this hairshirt is woven from your brown hair
 This song is the cross that I bear
 Bear with me, bear with me, bear with me
 Be with me tonight
 I know that it isn't right...
 But be with me tonight
 I go to school, I write exams
 If I pass, if I fail, if I drop out does anyone give a damn?
 And if they do, they'll soon forget
 'Cause it won't take much from me to show my life ain't over yet
 I wake up scared, I wake up strange
 I wake up wondering if anything in my life is ever gonna change
 I wake up scared, I wake up strange
 And everything around me stays the same
 It's the hairshirt I wear
 And this hairshirt is woven from, it's woven from, your brown hair
 This song is the cross that I bear
 Bear with me, bear with me, bear with me
 Be with me tonight
 I know that it isn't right...
 But be with me tonight
 I couldn't tell you that I was wrong
 Chickened out, grabbed a pen and a paper, sat down and I wrote this song
 I couldn't tell you that you were right
 So instead I looked in the mirror, I watched TV, laid awake all night
 We've got these chains hanging around our necks
 People wanna strangle us with them before we take our first breath
 Afraid of change, afraid of staying the same
 When temptation calls...
 This name is the hairshirt I wear
 And this hairshirt is woven from, it's woven from, it's woven from hair
 This song is the cross that I bear
 Bear with me, bear with me, bear with me
 Be with me tonight
 And when I was born, they looked at me and said,
 "What a good boy, what a smart boy, what a strong boy."
 When you were born, they looked at you and said,
 "What a good girl, what a smart girl, what a pretty girl."