You're the slack on a noose A grown runner A coward, nervous little twitch I'd sooner slap the lips of my own mother Before I let you make me sick
Yeah you're a fuck without the lace You're a race without the chase Keep pushing papers in my face That I won't sign Yeah you said sorry way too late And I needed somewhere to put my misplaced hate And that's just how I put my mind To this last line
I'm sick of selling things I have just to eat When's the last time you couldn't figure out How to get back on your own two feet Take notes for when Someone tries to do to you what you did to me
So let the record show That you took more from me than I've got And everybody knows That you're a piece of work and I'm not
Yeah you're a fuck without the lace You're a race without the chase Keep pushing papers in my face That I won't sign Yeah you said sorry way too late And I needed somewhere to put my misplaced hate And that's just how I put my mind To this last line
I could go my whole life without Ever hearing your name again You could die and I'd watch As I lean back with this Jameson I hope you live a painful lie I hope the reaper creeps up on you tonight
So let the record show That you took more from me than I've got And everybody knows That you're a piece of work and I'm not
Yeah you're a fuck without the lace You're a race without the chase Keep pushing papers in my face That I won't sign Yeah you said sorry way too late And I needed somewhere to put my misplaced hate And that's just how I put my mind To this last line
I see what you have in mind A new herd of sheep to misguide with lies
Fuck your shrines Fuck you for taking what was mine
Yeah you're a fuck without the lace You're a race without the chase Keep pushing papers in my face That I won't sign Yeah you said sorry way too late And I needed somewhere to put my misplaced hate And that's just how I put my mind To this last line