Why Don't You Find Out for Yourself

The Killers

The sanest days are mad 
Why don't you find out for yourself? 
Then you'll see the price 
Very closely 

Some men here, 
They have a special interest in your career 
They wanna help you to grow 
And then siphon all your dough 
Why don't you find out for yourself? 
Then you'll see the glass hidden in the grass 
You'll never believe me so 
Why don't you find out for yourself? 
Sick down to my heart 
Well that's just the way it goes 

Some men here, 
They know the full extent of your distress 
They kneel and pray 
And they say: 
"Long may it last" 
Why don't you find out for yourself? 
Then you'll see the glass hidden in the grass 
Backseats come and go 
For which you must allow 
Sick down to my heart 
That's just the way it goes 

Don't rake up my mistakes 
I know exactly what they are 
And what do you do? 
Well, you just sit there 
I've been stabbed in the back 
So many, many times 
I don't have any skin 
But that's just the way it goes