Farrar
Picking through bones that way
Throw the loser's heart on the ground
Rules forgotten, thrown away.
You don't have to feel that way
You don't have to feel that way.
You don't have to twist the knife
You don't have to twist the knife
You don't have to twist the knife.
Fresh made fields
Fresh time on the clock better still
And a clean cloth to wipe it away.
You don't have to feel that way
You don't have to feel that way.
You don't have to twist the knife
You don't have to twist the knife
You don't have to twist the knife.
Heads buried in the sand
In a foolish waiting game
Sputters and shakes waiting for a shine.
You don't have to feel that way
You don't have to feel that way.
No, you don't have to twist the knife
No, you don't have to twist the knife
No, you don't have to twist the knife.