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