Careful You're pointing again You've got your verdict ready Before anybody speaks You spot a fault across the room But miss the one beneath your feet A lecture on humility Delivered nice and proud You keep calling people thirsty While you beg to draw a crowd Such a careful choice of words Such a confident delivery Every little accusation Tells on you a little more Hand on your heart Does that sound familiar? Take your time I'll wait All yours All yours Every little word, all yours Out it goes Back it comes You can keep the ones you love All yours All yours We didn't touch a thing All yours All yours Funny how they fit You always look both ways Before you let the next one fly Not to see who it might hurt Just to see who's standing by You hate a show-off, apparently That's what I heard you say But every time a head turns You find another thing to wave That arm keeps getting higher When somebody takes a look You hold it up above you Turn it toward the light Then tilt it just a fraction To get the angle right For a man who's always judging You do love your good side Take a good look at yourself Who were you describing? Funny You got awfully quiet All yours All yours Every little word, all yours Out it goes Back it comes You can keep the ones you love All yours All yours We didn't touch a thing All yours All yours Funny how they fit Put that thing down, old man That's a selfie stick, not a hammer! Oh, you came to strike? Then why'd you strike a pose? You meant to make a point And gave us your best profile Every shot you took Put you right back in the frame We never made a single move You did the whole thing for us All that righteous indignation All that careful presentation You wanted everybody watching Well, now they are All yours All yours Funny how they fit Keep 'em safe Don't show 'em off Your precious little treasures
