Please, not another message, I don't want to listen to your machine I don't know what it means Turn it off. Turn it off. Turn it off I think you believe everything that you read I can't even believe all the things that I see He's a martyr. He's your best friend He's an a**a**in with all his demands He's a politician shaking your hand He wants to love you, but he just f**s you He's the chosen one who knows what we need But he can't come clean He can't say what he means Makes me read in between the lines In between the lies Turn it off. Turn off your machine I don't know what it means. Why can't you come clean? Just say what you mean. No more messages No more "friends." I have enough friends I have enough Not another message. Not another martyr Politician. Shaking my hand. You want to love me Then why do you f** me? Turn off your machine I can't read between the lines In between the lies Turn off your machine