I know you well Walk right before me Sweet to my face Put a knife in my back I heard in circles What you've been saying Tell a good story But there's two sides to that
Find the time you lost on me Somewhere in your Prada bag Paint your face with phony sunshine Make the world think they've gone mad
Open your eyes And see all the people You stepped on to get here All the bridges you burned Hear all the voices Faintly below you Screaming dissention Relationships turned
Watch the sea around you dwindle Vanish right before your eye Those that used to stroke your ego Hung your conscience out to dry