I am the crook who robs me I am my own adversary I am my enemy (2x) And my mouth is an army
And when the night falls on me I become anything but free I get so sick of this It gets ridiculous My mouth is an army
The sound in my mouth It gets so loud (2x) That little words can't slip out words like sorry and I'm so sorry Yeah...
I am the tyrant of discourse I am the beater of the dead horse I am the irritant (2x) and my mouth is a brute force
Here we are in another night Gearin' up for a social accident When we pick pride, or pick sides, or pick fights My mouth is an army
The sound in my mouth It gets so loud (2x) That little words can't slip out Words like sorry
The sound in my mouth It gets so loud (2x) That little words can't slip out words like sorry and I'm so sorry Yeah
Where will you find yourself Without love? Give love to someone else Is that enough? If love is to find yourself Are you finding love? Or are you picking sides?
The sound in my mouth It gets so loud (7x)
The sound in my mouth It gets so loud (2x) That little words can't slip out words like sorry And I'm so sorry