Newton's Third Law Of Knives To The Back

you can't help yourself

drawn like a child to a hand grenade

swinging the shiny rings with a smile and no clue what

a mess you've made

tell me what it's like

having everything at once

before i show you what it's like to lose control

you're gonna cry for me to stop

but i'll decide when you've had enough

you wanna die? well that's fucking tough

you'll have to wait until i'm done with you

as if anything i could say could save us

we're not worth the makeup that runs away from your

eyes

you can't help yourself

you gotta stick your hands into everything

you better watch those fingers girl- fates got a way

with a razor blade

tell me what it's like

when there's nothing left to give

because you've spent your life searching for yourself

you're gonna scream that you're stuck

you're gonna blame it all on luck

you're gonna change?

the jig is up so now you answer for what you've done

cause i've got a long list of question

and you've got a whole lot of lying to do to cover up

your confusion at the time

just say you're done

cause you can be quite convincing when you want to be

fall to your knees

lie to me lie to me

i beg of you i beg of you

in a fashion that bleeds sincerity

just well versed enough for me to believe

so i can tell you what it's like when there's nothing

you can do