You sure got a wonderful way of turning things over And bettering yourself You sure got it all mapped out And nothing but truth pours out of your pretty little mouth You told me I should blame who I want Thats quite harsh You're a lying b**h at heart I'm sorry for the second man on his second turn I know he can feel these burns History seems to repeat itself Welcome to Hell We've missed you while you were gone I'm not afraid to tell you how it is Good luck with your girl Here's my gun There's her ghost You sure had a wonderful way of turning me over And numbering my days You sure got it all mapped out And nothing but truth pours from your pretty little mouth