Don't deny I did you cold
I broke your trust and lied
Controlling, selfish, gossip abound
Cocaine mouth over mind
And I say...
I wash my hands, pull the slivers
No master plan, I deliver
Enigma wrapped in riddle
Your life I belittle
Dignity I'd steal
Now I know how it feels
Stubborn bastard, hard head knocking
We had our good years, too
Though apart, you're still in my heart
I'd give anything for you
And I say...
I wash my hands, pull the splinters
No master plan I deliver
Enigma wrapped in riddle
Your life I belittle
Dignity I'd steal
Now I know how it feels
Often heard, seldom seen
Bargain Basement Howard Hughes
Hermit phase, a woodshed rage
These days headlines are few
And I say...
I wash my hands, pull the splinters
No master plan I deliver
Enigma wrapped in riddle
Your life I belittle
Dignity I'd steal
Now I know how it feels
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