Two sides of me agree to disagree
They went their seperate ways today
One stays at home the other walks the streets
That's how i lost the quiet side of me
He packed my yearbook and directories
And a list from bad to worse
He's got a list that he's been holding in
And you're the ones to hear it first
Knocking on the door of the friends who betrayed me
Standing in the street with the sign that he made me
Calling all the liars to tell them that the truth is
Better in the end when you're taking your revenge
Fire on the third floor, heading out the back door
Is the quiet side of me, making up for all the time he lost
Once my quiet side is satisfied
There's no one left to feed his appitite
He'll go back to how he used to be
Until my quiet side through with me
Hanging up the phone on the friends with the favors
Gonna get them back for the scars that they gave us
Fire on the third floor, heading out the back door
Is the quiet side of me, making up for all the time he
Hand to play nice guy, telling little white lies
Now the quiet side of me, is claiming his revenge on everything...