I hear you on the radio
You permeate my screen, it's unkind
But if I met you in a scissor fight
I'd cut off both your wings on principle alone
Principle alone

Hey, megalomaniac
You're no Jesus, yeah, you're no fucking Elvis
Wash your hands clean of yourself, baby
And step down, step down, step down

Ooh

If I were your appendages
I'd hold open your eyes so you would see
That all of us are heaven-sent
And there was never meant to be only one
To be only one

Hey, megalomaniac
You're no Jesus, yeah, you're no fucking Elvis
Wash your hands clean of yourself, baby
And step down, step down, step down

Step down, step down, oh, step down
Ooh, ooh, do-do-do-do-do

You're, you're, you're
You're no Jesus
You're no Elvis
You're no Jesus
You're no Jesus
You're no Elvis
You're no answer, ooh

Step down, step down, step down
Step down, hey, hey

Hey, megalomaniac
You're no Jesus, yeah, you're no fucking Elvis
Wash your hands clean of yourself, baby
And step down, step, step down

Step down, oh, step down
Oh, step down
Step down

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Ben Kenney, Brandon Charles Boyd, Christopher E Kilmore, Jose Pasillas II, Michael Aaron Einziger