Yawn Tears-Born Ruffians

These are yawn tears, I'm not crying For the precision of decisions I have made in my time I am young still, hard as a rock Watch the moon rising with my hand on my cock Cause what's ahead and what's behind you doesn't matter much When you're looking up I'm looking up My old man still thinks I'm great No matter what I do, no matter what I say I'm even crying, I cry sometimes for what's ahead and what's behind I said what's ahead, and what's behind Well they don't matter too much, baby I said don't pay them no mind You should be looking up What's ahead you and what's behind you doesn't matter too much What's ahead and what's behind you shouldn't matter too much When you're looking up I'm looking up I'm looking up Looking up