What are you tongue tied
I guess the well up and dried
But you love to talk
What you really got
Nothing to say
I don't envy you
Walking around with that shoe
On the other foot
It's not a good look
It's not a good look having
Nothing to say
I've seen your disguise
I've seen enough to know you
Become what you decry
A quarter century of lies
And nothing to say
Nothing to
