Reading Signs

It doesn't matter howWhen the words come outThe little child is all you areYou could call them liesWhen your heart's on fireWhen you find the words you're looking forYou're storming out like there's someone after youThey're finding out how you behaveIt's not the barrels that you're playing forThere's still a matador to payYou've got the whole thing on your backIt's amazing that you made it at allYou've got the whole world thinking thatIt's amazing that you made it at allIt doesn't matter howYou put the feelings downThe little child is all you areYou could call them liesWhen you're reading signsAnd you hear me knocking at your doorJust started out with a funny attitudeYou punk the night and call your nameIt's not…