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MisterWives - Twisted Tongue lyrics

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You tried to dodge your own bullet

But it shot you anyway

You crossed over every line

And hid behind the lines you made

And do you do you?

Do you do you believe in the truth?

And truth be told that truth found its way

To the twisted tongue that spoke dismay

I know that I may be young

But at least my youth is wise

You painted a picture to me

That depicted only lies

And do you do you?

Do you do you believe in the truth?

And truth be told that truth found its way

To the twisted tongue that spoke dismay

Cause your sweet is sour

You're a weed not a flower

Just a pretty faced coward is you

Your heart’s just an organ

That pumps nothing more than blood

To your vein full veins

You struck each chord now it's time for

Your real song to be sung

You just managed to mask

What's now clear as glass

And that's just you're an ass

You weaseled in and out of words

And denied when truth was heard

May your yes be yes

And your no's be no's

Not an in between land of I don't knows

And do you do you?

Do you do you believe in the truth?

And truth be told that truth found its way

To the twisted tongue that spoke dismay

Cause your sweet is sour

You're a weed not a flower

Just a pretty faced coward is you

Your heart’s just an organ that

Pumps nothing more than blood

To your painful veins

You struck each chord now it's time for

Your real song to be sung

You just managed to mask

What's now clear as glass

And that's just you're an ass

And this I said one last time

You define your own crime

You best hang up your disguise

On the laundry line

Stabbed me in the front,

Stab me in the back

And this right here's my heart attack

So if I don't go,

I pray you know

Just how much you blow

And do you do you?

Do you do you believe in the truth?

And truth be told that truth found its way

To the twisted tongue that spoke dismay

Cause your sweet is sour

You're a weed not a flower

Just a pretty faced coward is you

Your heart’s just an organ that

Pumps nothing more than blood

To your painful veins

You struck each chord now it's time for

Your real song to be sung

You just managed to mask

What's now clear as glass

And that's just you're an ass

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