In love and war, there's poetry and pain
And you can hate it and need it all the same
They can laugh and they can lock you in the dark
'Cause you're young and you're broke, but kid, you've got heart

There's writing on the walls, but they can't read it
There's writing on the walls, but they can't read it
There's writing on the walls, but they can't read it
There's writing on the walls, but they can't read it

Hold up your chin
Hold up your chin
Don't let them win
Yeah, you've got to hold
Up your chin

I was taught to think that ignorance is bliss
And exceeding all the things that others miss
And my hiding heart was told to hold it in
Said: Don't wear it hard, 'cause it's only skin

There's writing on the walls, but they can't read it
There's writing on the walls, but they can't read it

Hold up your chin
Hold up your chin
Don't let them win
Yeah, you've got to hold
Up your chin

They won't hang us dry
With our head in our hands
They won't hang us dry
With our head in our hands

Hold up your chin
Hold up your chin
Don't let them win
Yeah, you've got to hold

Hold up your chin
Hold up your chin
Don't let them win
Yeah, you've got to hold
Up your chin