(verse 1) how they must have laughed when they saw her emptying herself out of kindness within the chaos of a show maybe they clapped thinking the performance was top notch and that maybe she would take her bow early she smiled the whole time even if what she had done had not been for applause but for living and breathing and all that was left of the good of her broken heart (chorus) ah some men… they will sit down and discuss and tear down sacred things in a woman’s heart to preserve their pride ah some men… they will leave her battered and walk away holding what they deem to be her truth and they will feel enlightened and justified every. damn. time. (verse 2) she didn’t know she was on display, judged, and feared oh how they must have laughed for the final curtain to be called the crowds to disappear the lights to be turned off and she to be standing at the back of an empty stage staring vacantly before her with the drawn curtain every so often getting picked up by a sudden draft and hitting her softly upon the face over and over again (chorus) ah some men… they will sit down and discuss and tear down sacred things in a woman’s heart to preserve their pride they will leave her battered and walk away holding what they deem to be her truth and they will feel enlightened and justified oh they’ll feel enlightened and justified but they should really ask somebody who knows better (chorus) ah some men… they will sit down and discuss and tear down sacred things in a woman’s heart to preserve their pride they will leave her battered and walk away holding what they deem to be her truth and they will feel enlightened and justified every. time. why is it every time? it’s such a shame enlightened and justified ugh. they should ask somebody who knows better
