Listen up and listen close.
Ok so maybe I wasn't clear enough with the words that I chose.
Now I'm asking you, I'm begging you just so everyone knows.
Now I'm daring you to say something original.
Give it up and oh I know words are failing you
But sweetie sometimes thats just how it goes.
Matching words and matching phrases count the days because
The battle might be done
But the war is well on its way.
The war is well on its way.
Oh I know you feel it too.
Now I'm watching you dig your hole
And it looks more like a grave.
It's just a theory or so I'm told.
There will be nobody left here to save you.
Now ask me how I'm so matter of fact.
Well the fact of the matter is it's just a matter of tact.
Oh oh, there will be nobody left here to save you.
Taste the poison on your lips.
Alright now fill it up drink it down.
Know it's sealed with a kiss.
Oh I know just what you're thinking and you know it wasn't me.
Oh I know just what you're thinking and maybe you'll finally see.
It's the poison we forget.
It's behind you to remind you how little you will be missed.
Saving face in situations very similar to this.
Find out how quickly your words will be dismissed.
Oh you are dismissed.
Oh I know you feel it too.
Now I'm watching you dig your hole
And it looks more like a grave.
It's just a theory or so I'm told.
There will be nobody left here to save you.
Now ask me how I'm so matter of fact.
Well the fact of the matter is it's just a matter of tact.
Oh oh, there will be nobody left here to save you.
Hey.
You'd never know it but the end will leave you breathless and broken.
Don't you change.
No don't you make it seem like you could care now.
I don't believe a word you say.
Now I'm watching you dig your hole
And it looks more like a grave.
It's just a theory or so I'm told.
There will be nobody left here to save you.
Now ask me how I'm so matter of fact.
Well the fact of the matter is it's just a matter of tact.
Oh oh, there will be nobody left here to save you.
There will be nobody left here to save you.