The jury's still out on you Time to face the music Shouldn't be much longer now The whispering, I know you heard it Say I make you miserable, that's a two-way street If you want to make this a pissing contest, you know I've got you beat A rusty key in a broken lock You shouldn't act so shocked Call me a goddamn son of a b**h Told you to think about it, baby Taking stairs two at a time Taking steps without reason, without rhyme Follow my heart's twisted paths Bleeding fast, how long will I last? Slice me open, stitch me up Pour salt deep in the cut Flatlined, you gave up Dead on arrival, open and shut Second chance, third and fourth This is my last resort I trusted, you're busted Seized by the hand of justice I trusted, you're busted Case closed.