The Plot To Bomb The Panhandle(Live At The Capitol / Ocala, FL / January 5, 2008)

歌詞

I’ve learned to let go. Come on. Here’s a middle finger coming straight from Ocala. I appreciate your judgement. It’s proved that I can’t trust a word you say. Those must be some pair of binoculars that you can see every move I make. So I’ll never be a liar, but you’ll always be two-faced. You’ll get what’s coming to you. You’re blinded by your instincts. I’m not your fucking game. I’m not so easily beat. I’m looking down at this mess that you’ve made, and I can’t believe that I stayed so unhappy for so long. Where did I go wrong? I’ve got to get out of this. My hand is on the handle. We’re leaving everything behind. Goodbye for a lifetime. I’ll rip that scandalous bitch in two. We’ll being the noise. Try to pretend that I never even knew your name ‘cause everything you are disgusts me. Too bad I can’t turn back time. So I wouldn’t be here. What I’d give for you to disappear. So tell me, girly, how’s your edge? You’ve got nothing better to do. I know why you can’t see straight. I thought you were better than this, but you’re just like everyone else. I’m looking down at this mess that you’ve made, and I can’t believe that I stayed so unhappy for so long. Where did I go wrong? I’ve got to get out of this. My hand is on the handle. We’re leaving everything behind. Goodbye for a lifetime. I’ll make my stand right here with my friends. I’ll make my stand right here with my friends. I’ll make my stand right here with my friends. I’ll make my stand right here with my friends. I’ll make my stand right here with my friends. Get low. Now I know who my friends are. I’m never coming home.