Red Tape Diaries She's Got A Knack
I'm pounding my head on a wall and i can see that the plaster is starting to fall off
And I keep thinking of all the ways that she hurts my brain, every single day
She drives me crazy
She comes from out of the blue and cries is there
Anything I can do?' and while
Strutting out of the room, she sighs
'you're so good at being you'
Cuz she's a gal who has a knack for wrapping brutal
Attacks in beautiful packages
She makes it her tack to mash a mass of withering jabs into every
Wisecrack that she can
I'm staring out into space
Cuz my mind's been blown
Now i'm bound to lose face
In an arms race
That has no beginning or end
Cuz the button's been pressed
She's got you undressed
Can we end this?
She smiles while shaking her head
And sends her deepest regrets
(she's got no gun against your head
She's already left you there for dead)
Cuz she's a gal who has a knack for wrapping brutal
Attacks in beautiful packages
She makes it her tack to mash a mass of withering jabs into every
Wisecrack that she can
As a matter of fact, she lacks the tact to not
Stab you in the back when you walk past
She says something nasty and bad every chance that she has
And dances away shrieking with laughter
