Gumption

If I ripped my vocal cords Pleading for you to notice me If I tore my legs upon cobblestone Begging for you from my knees Would you say I had gall In which I thought was gumption Would you care at all How dare I have the gall If I tore holes in my hands From my crucifixion upon the bug Volkswagens weren't meant for that From my open arms, I'd shrug Would you say I had gall In which I thought was gumption Would you care at all How dare I have the gall