A Brief Summary Of The Situation

By the short hairs, by the nose,
Leading you on, leading you on
A morsel here, a morsel there
Leading you on
Make you feel like you're valued one day
Make you feel like garbage the next
Leading you on, leading you on
Promise you a street paved with gold bricks
Then have you nailed to a crucifix
Leading you on, leading you on

Your self-esteem, where did it go?
Your self-worth, where did it go?
People are lining up along the street
To watch as they parade you about
By the short hairs, by the nose
Leading you on, leading you on
A morsel here, a morsel there
Leading you on