Born host to a tongue so sing a song it Held a breath for too long we're half sick about it Tell us we did wrong, then you can blame us for it Turn the clamp on our thumbs so we're down it And tell us all about it, we're so in doubt it
How some credit now Credit is due for the damage that was We have wrought upon ourselves and With this and vicious gun And although can be fun, encores can be fatal
And then I you say Thank God it's fatal, thank God fatal, not shy Not shy and fatal, not shy and fatal, God Thank God it's fatal, thank God fatal, not shy Not shy and fatal, not shy and
Wait just a now not all that bad, are we not having fun? You make your mountains of the mascara always runs So be careful when you're done you're bound to get post Wait, did I hear you say
Thank God it's No, we don't want to the sound of a draw No, we don't to hear the sound of a draw And we don't want to hear the that you bore You the kind of sign you hang on a door Saying, "We'll be back, a crack"
Now don't you think we might have heard all that Yeah, don't you think we might have all that before
Born host to a tongue so sing a song it Held our breath for too long till we're sick about it Tell us we did wrong and you can blame us Turn the clamp on our thumbs so we're down it