You walk in with that abominable look all across your face
This policy of frustrating me is getting us no place
A warm look here, a cold smile there, manipulate with ease
Another one of your little outbursts and I've lost control of my faculties
I've been wasted, love's been squandered, that's just how I feel
And this ramshackle sort of love you bring is nothing but purest evil
You've got your ways to bend, and to break
And I'm going through withdrawal so bad I start to, I start to, I start to shake
This policy of honesty is k**ing me
It's k**ing, k**ing me
I'm wasting away...
This policy of honesty is k**ing me
It's k**ing me