I can see it comin'
Hit the ground running
Too soon to know better, too late to cry

With a straight face
Dressed in age-old lace
You're not the first one
To read me that line

Some kind of hard labor
Don't do me any favors

It goes down easy
The second time around
It's a crooked road and a heavy load
It goes down easier this time (2x)

You come on strong
Just to do me wrong
But you've got nothing left to stand behind

A waste of steel and magic
The story is so tragic

You go door to door
Somebody's last resort
All you've got to sell
We could get for cheap

No stars in my eyes
From all your pretty lies