I'm shaking hands with silent knives Sleeping with snakes at my breast I should have known Traitors, liars, thieves They're having plans we don't conceive Traitors, liars, thieves All sharpen their teeth In crooked rooms their smiles are bent They speak in tongues and bear their fangs And build you up to tear you down Piece by piece they tear you down Traitors, liars, thieves I wish you all had one neck and my hands were on it