Tonight it's on
So grab your loaded gun
Hurry while their backs are turned
Your lawyer called
And said his job is done
Those bridges have been burned
And
It's not a breach of confidence
They never trusted you
You'll wind up pleading self-defense
Save it for the judge
No one's listening
You can take your pretty little pictures
But I'll knock them out of focus
With just one touch
And I wouldn't come around
With a face like that
You could blow up like a roman candle
But you'll probably just burn out
Like some...
It's time I wash
Out my filthy mouth
I can't believe those things I said
And from now on
I'll be quiet like a mouse
And I know the reasons why you're here
Collecting your evidence
I'll watch for wires
Watch your head
Save it for the judge
No one's listening
You can take your pretty little pictures
But I'll knock them out of focus
With just one touch
And I wouldn't come around
With a face like that
You could blow up like a roman candle
But you'll probably just burn out
Like some...
And when the night degenerates
Into postures
Just paint your face
Save it for the judge
No one's listening
You can take your pretty little pictures
But I'll knock them out of focus
With just one touch
And I wouldn't come around
With a face like that
You could blow up like a roman candle
But you'll probably just burn out
Like some...
Save it for the judge
No one's listening
You can take your pretty little pictures
But I'll knock them out of focus
With just one touch
And I wouldn't come around
With a face like that
You could blow up like a roman candle
But you'll probably just burn out
Like some...
...punk
