And when there's no one left to lie to,
for us to face the truth, about me and you, and
see it from all sides,
all the sides that you have batted and I've burned.
So baby could you, do me a favor,
fall off of the earth and, I'll see you later, just
give me a call and,
tell me you miss me a call won't be too long.
So now which one, is the owner,
of the friends we, make together?
An d how do we divide a city
An d the bars where
we drink forever?
So take this for granted
You'll leave here empty handed
My image like you shattered
Winning is all that matters
Won't let you gut our happy home
Half me, miles up on
CDs
You know you took them,
I know you did
Where's my pretenders record?
You know the one,
the one wicked
Where's all my
STDCs?
My
Hennepon, my
Liberties
Where's all my
Kyuss records?
You never liked them until you met me
Sensations, frustrations,
Rob
Waffle coronations
My heart on glass, 12 inches glass
No matter what it's costing
Make sure you leave with nothing
Won't stand and watch you go home
You got a home
You got a home
You got a home
You got a home
You got a home
My heart of glass is scratched
STAY!
So take this for granted
You leave here empty -handed
So hateful, so shameless
Won't let you leave here blameless
You know I can't take it
Won't laugh and smile and fake it
Your image of me shattered
Winning is all that matters
Oh
God, I can't stand it
You leave here empty -handed
Can't stand it, what you got on?
You go, you go, you
You go, you go, you go