You're the slack on a noose
A grown runner
A coward, nervous little twitch
I'd sooner slap the lips of my own mother
Before I let you make me sick
Yeah you're a fuck without the lace
You're a race without the chase
Keep pushing papers in my face
That I won't sign
Yeah you said sorry way too late
And I needed somewhere to put my misplaced hate
And that's just how I put my mind
To this last line
I'm sick of selling things I have just to eat
When's the last time you couldn't figure out
How to get back on your own two feet
Take notes for when
Someone tries to do to you what you did to me
So let the record show
That you took more from me than I've got
And everybody knows
That you're a piece of work and I'm not
x2
Yeah you're a fuck without the lace
You're a race without the chase
Keep pushing papers in my face
That I won't sign
Yeah you said sorry way too late
And I needed somewhere to put my misplaced hate
And that's just how I put my mind
To this last line
I could go my whole life without
Ever hearing your name again
You could die and I'd watch
As I lean back with this Jameson
I hope you live a painful lie
I hope the reaper creeps up on you tonight
So let the record show
That you took more from me than I've got
And everybody knows
That you're a piece of work and I'm not
x2
Yeah you're a fuck without the lace
You're a race without the chase
Keep pushing papers in my face
That I won't sign
Yeah you said sorry way too late
And I needed somewhere to put my misplaced hate
And that's just how I put my mind
To this last line
I see what you have in mind
A new herd of sheep to misguide with lies
x2
Fuck your shrines
Fuck you for taking what was mine
x2
Yeah you're a fuck without the lace
You're a race without the chase
Keep pushing papers in my face
That I won't sign
Yeah you said sorry way too late
And I needed somewhere to put my misplaced hate
And that's just how I put my mind
To this last line