(D. Wyndorf)
How did I get here without you?
It's a miracle we're all sane
You're kinda like suckin' a vacuum
A book in a flat on a dueled plain
Well you claimed you could read the future
And I'd say that you've nailed that down
You still want everyone to love you
Well, here's a tip I might have to your big brain
Do you really believe they can't see through?
A circus punk playin' a foul game
Let me cast you light, and it's natural
And with me you can strike that pose, yeah
And you melt for the camera, cuz your lies become you
Yes your lies become you?after all
How am I living without you?
I'm not even sure now that I'm sane
But this little dog's got enough sense
To know not to sleep in the cold rain
Yeah yeah yeah
How are you doin' without me?
I'm sure you've found some new game
I never wanted to miss you
But then I never thought I could dig pain
Hope it's warmer for you, princess
I, infact, hope it's hot as hell, yeah
And get what you asked for, cuz your lies become you
Yes your lies become you?after a