But of course I'll say nothing of the sort

Don't let me have control of my art

Honesty and an empty bank account

Are my gun and hand full of rounds

But we've said it all along

The president was wrong

The only thing left is a hope that now is gone

And I want someone to say

That they'd listened to me

And if I learned one thing today

Is that you'd probably sue me for honesty

The floor is open we'll be taking questions now

Ask how to lose your mind I'll try to show you how

You left me tattered up and torn

You've been digging graves

Since the day that you were born

But we're frightened and alone

A place that I call home

The way to my heart is a knife through the bone

And I want someone to say

That they'd listened to me

And if I learned one thing today

Is that you'd probably sue me for honesty

The floor is open we'll be taking questions now

Ask how to lose your mind I'll try to show you how

I've left me tattered up and torn

You've been digging graves

Since the day that you were born

But we're frightened and alone

A place that I call home

The way to my heart is a knife through the bone

And I want someone to say

That they'd listened to me

And if I learned one thing today

Is that you'd probably sue me for honesty