From the recording Midfield
Lyrics
Did you really think
You’d get away with this
What goes around always comes around and I don’t miss
So close, tough luck, always predictable
Just not enough, so damn despicable
It’s in the way
That you don’t say a knee thing at all
Just a fly on the wall
Like your so over my shit
Hey that’s ok
If you’re telling yourself that
Just to save face
Cause you’re so above all this
Oh so sorry
I dragged you with me
Such a pity
And no one’s no one’s listening
Did you really think
You’d get away with this
What goes around always comes around and I don’t miss
So close, tough luck, always predictable
Just not enough, so damn despicable
And tell me something else
Was I left on the shelf
Something to hide away
Do you even know yourself
Is there a time and place
When you will call my name
Cause honestly im getting tired of this fucking game
Oh so sorry
I dragged you with me
Such a pity
And no one’s, no one’s listening
Did you really think
You’d get away with this
What goes around always comes around and I don’t miss
So close, tough luck, always predictable
Just not enough, so damn despicable
I took my hits
On the chin
Still standing
I fell from grace
But I stuck the landing
snakes in the grass
words out your mouth
they slither fast
But they all fall
Down again
And you can’t pretend that
That you ever wanted any of this to begin
When it’s obvious, in over your head
Enjoy that view from the top when it all falls
Down
Did you really think
You’d get away with this
What goes around always comes around and I don’t miss
So close, tough luck, always predictable
Just not enough, so damn despicable