Trash Talk Thanks, But No Thanks
You preach of necessary evils, "margins and bargains," bullshit and slogans
A lie is still a lie, and I see between the dotted lines
You sought me out, clawed at my eyes
Why should I have to follow the blind?
Tear at my face, then up the stakes, I've made up my mind
You're screaming promises that I don't want to hear
My eyes are shut to you, both hands over my ears
Your indecision's disguised as inner vision
You ask me what I want, but never listen
You're screaming promises that I don't want to hear
My eyes are shut to you, both hands over my ears
