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When there's no one left to lie to Forced to face the truth about me and you And see you from all sides All the sides that you have battered and outgrew So baby could you do me a favour Fall off of the Earth and I'll see you later Just give me a call and tell me you miss me A call I won't return So now which one is the owner Of the friends we made together? And how do we divide a city and the bars, Where we drank forever? So take this for granted You'll leave here empty-handed My image of you shattered Winning is all that matters I won't let you gut our happy home Give me my Zeppelin CDs? You know you took them, I know you did Wheres my pretenders record? You know the one, the one with Kid Wheres all my ACDCs, my Interpol, my Libertines Wheres all my Kyuss records You never liked them until you met me Sensations, frustrations Barbed wire for coronation My heart of glass 12 inches scratched No matter what it's costing Make sure you leave with nothing Won't stand and watch you gut our home You gut our home My heart of glass is scratched So take this for granted You'll leave here empty-handed So hateful, so shameless Won't let you leave here blameless You know I can't take it Won't laugh and smile and fake it Your image of me shattered Winning is all that matters Oh god I can't stand it You'll leave here empty-handed Can't stand and watch you gut our home You gut our home |