Why Am I Always Right

Nightmare Of You

You were sickened with the vowing of silence 
I was taken by your permanent high 
Two lovers; are you turned on? How romantic! 
"Now I need a guillotine to get you off my mind" 
You were swept up in the buzz of a marriage 
While I was secretly hoping one of us might die 
A close call; would have ended up with the carriage 
Let's call it "X" No, let's just call it "Why?" 

You're just like your dad 
Surprise! You don't only share his eyes 
It's the drink that's in your hand 
And it's that knack for telling awful lies 
Why am I always right? 

As you slept away the day in my bedroom 
I found a criminal use for your pillow 
I love you terribly, I swear that this is true 
But I just can't stop my hands from smothering you 
I skipped town on a flight to your city 
There I crept up to your lover's window 
He poured a scotch and sobbed alone in the kitchen 
I took dead aim, and then I let it blow! 

You're just like your dad 
Surprise! You don't only share his eyes 
It's the drink that's in your hand 
And it's that knack for telling awful lies 
Why am I always right? 

You're just like your dad 
Surprise! You don't only share his eyes 
It's the drink that's in your hand 
And it's that knack for telling awful lies 
Why am I always right? 

Stick a fork in a socket, do what you'd like 
Just make sure that I'm far out of your life 
Take an axe to your fingers, carve out your eyes 
And cut out your tongue 
And then we'll call this a tie 

Cut out your lying tounge and we'll call this a tie 

You're just like your dad 
Surprise! You don't only share his eyes 
like your dad 
Surprise! You don't only share his eyes 
It's the drink that's in your hand 
And it's that knack for telling awful lies 

It's the drink that's in your hand 
And it's that knack for telling awful lies 
It's the drink that's in your hand 
And it's that knack for telling awful lies 
Why am I always right?


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