Shrugs!

Every day a man wakes up
And every day an man pauses and pours himself a cup of coffee
And take a long hard look at the mirror

Sometimes what he looks at, he doesn't like it
Sometimes what he sees, it makes him angry
Sometimes what he sees makes him sad

Sometimes what he sees is himself
And that disappointment just ticks at you
And just rips at you little by little, piece by piece

And sometimes you can just lay down
You can just play the game
You can just take the cards that they deal you

You can just pretend it's all over
But not me!