Rock

We hung from a thread just to prove poetry undead
We rendered ourselves perfectly suitable to public consumption

Once again, you've mistaken the minerals for cures
Confused the catechism with your chores
My aim is only true when I'm aiming at you

We swung from a string just to prove poetry unreadable
We rendered ourselves perfectly-suited to public consumption

Once again, you've mistaken the minerals for cures
Confused the catechism with your chores
My aim is only true when I'm aiming at you

A lesson to us all, Louise will not be faltering
She craves a cul de sac to look back upon, and so do we

If I appear oblivious, it's only 'cause I'm blessed
With the foresight to know that I knew
You had been had before you were through being had

Go easy on me
Queen of languages, please
Go easy on me
Queen of languages, please
Go easy on me
Queen of languages, please
Go easy on me
Queen of languages
Go

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, SC PUBLISHING DBA SECRETLY CANADIAN PUB., Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), Songtrust Ave
Writer(s): Daniel Bejar, Jason Zumpano, John Edward Collins, Scott Morgan, Stephen Michael Wood