Your feelings, they arrest you
The tragic day will bless you
You don't respect the past
You think the world's unsafe

You think that you gotta act
Like you're at peace with all of the facts
But I know that there's much more to you than that
And I know that there's much more to you than that

I wish that you were happy in your skin
I wish that I could show you where the center is
But I believe the sleights are in your head
'Cause I will love you long after I'm dead

Chin up, chin up, chin up
Chin up, chin up, chin up
Chin up, chin up, chin up
Chin up, chin up, chin up

You're reeling and then he wrecks you
You're thrown out like the refuse
Bleach your hair, live in the Sun
Make believe you're just like everyone
A little man with a big gun
A little man with a big gun

I wish that you were happy in your skin
I wish that I could show you where the center is
But I believe the sleights are in your head
'Cause I will love you long after I'm dead

Chin up, chin up, chin up
Chin up, chin up, chin up
Chin up, chin up, chin up
Chin up, chin up, chin up

Chin up, chin up, chin up
Chin up, chin up, chin up
Chin up, chin up, chin up
Chin up, chin up, chin up