It´s only when your poison spins Into the life you´d hope to live And suddenly you wake up in a shaking panic Now You set me up like a lamb to slaughter
Garbo as a farmer´s daughter Unbelievable, the gospel according to... who? I lay right down
All your sad and lost apostles hum my name and flare their nostrils Choking on the bones you tossed to them Now I´m not one to sit and spin Because living well is the best revenge And baby, I am calling you on that
Don´t turn your talking points on me, History will set me free The future´s ours and you don´t even rate a footnote Now So who´s chasing you? Where did you go? You disapear
Midsentence in a judgment crisis I see my in and go for it You weakened shill
All your sad and lost apostles Hum my name and flare their nostrils Choking on the bones you tossed to them Now I´m not one to sit and spin Because living well is the best revenge And baby, I am calling you on that
You savor your dying breath I forgive but I don´t forget You work it out Let´s hear that argument again Camera three Go now
All your sad and lost apostles hum my name and flare their nostrils Choking on the bones you tossed to them Now I´m not one to sit and spin Because living well is the best revenge And baby, I am calling you on that Baby, I am calling you on that Baby, I am calling you on that