Listen up and listen close
Okay, 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
Or daring you to say something original
Give it up and oh, I know words are failing you
But sweetie, sometimes that's 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
Well, ask me how I'm so matter of fact
Well, the matter of the fact is just a matter of tact
There will be nobody left here to save you

Taste the poison on your lips
All right, now fill it up and drink it down
You 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 I'm 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 faith in situations very similar to this
Now find out how quickly your words will be dismissed
Oh, you are dismissed
Oh, I know you feel it too

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

Writer : MILLER, BRUCE / MILLER, JASON
Copyright : Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC