Preserve your modesty Unleash the girth Gagging on the backwash trying to prove your worth Survive the rodeo Carve knives from soap Gritting the roads of sadness maintaining the tear flow Unpack the interview Imagine you'd killed them Steep your views in vinegar and maybe they'll soften There are no beds for you Just tiny devices No angels you can call upon when you're in crisis We warned you We warned you We warned you Tearing all the pieces apart Poison the gardens Erasing the art Stillness is about to explode but it won't hold a candle To what's coming down the road We warned you We warned you We warned you