make a big scene

make this glass house my coffin, you

missed the big picture

but it's so worse than your coffin, oh

out on your sleep

so forge my sins here in song

well i'm telling you now

what you've known all along



and it's tiredsome, true, more

subtle than you, there's

a blur in the stereo

it's calling for you (calling for you)

it's calling for you



well i'm a slave to my vices (it's true)

they've all been (re)

renamed as your crutch

so drag my name and my face through the mud

couldn't think of better things

battery or flattery

show us just how vicious you can be

do what you came here to do

(do what you came here to do)



trigger, finger

guess who point it in

the right direction,

my new-found discretion



it's not a lie if you believe it

it's no mistake if it's always repeated

it's not a lie if you believe it

it's no mistake if it's always repeated

it's not a lie if you believe it

it's no mistake if it's always repeated

(call it call it quits or just quit)

it's not a lie if you believe it

(even if my last name rhymes with)

it's no mistake if it's always repeated

(your rescue escape said it's right set you down)

it's not a lie if you believe it

(cut me off, it's such a lie)

it's no mistake if it's always repeated



but i don't need to hear it from you

what's another word for?

i don't need to hear it from you

what's another word for?

i don't need to hear it from you

what's another word for?

don't need to hear it from you



and guilt's easier with