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Make a big scene
make this glass house my coffin
you missed the big picture
well it's the words that you're coughing out on your sleeve
so forge my sins here in song
well i'm telling you now what you've known all along
and it's tired, so true, more subtle than you
there's a lull in the stereo
it's calling for you
it's calling for you
Well i'm a slave to my vices
they've all been renamed as a crutch
so drag my name and my face through the mud
flattery can flatter me
showing just how vicious you could be
do what you came here to do
trigger finger gets you pointed 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
Shall we call it quits or just wait?
even, even if my last name rhymes with your rescue of hear say
do not say you know
call me out
it's not a lie
but I don't need to hear it from you
so what's another word for
what's another word for
what's another word for
what's another word for
it gets easier with doses of time
easier with doses of time
easier with doses of time
easier with doses of time
Show us just how vicious you could be