Album: With Love And Squalor (2006)

Textbook



Falling over backwards for you
Falling over everybody else
I put myself in that position
Everytime I have the chance

I know it's not my business, to be
Digging up these things I shouldn't know
Twenty years of bad descisions
Havn't taught me much at all

Seperate events you're making
Everyone pretend it's not your fault
And all of this offence you're taking
Doesn't really bother me at all

Twist my arm 'cause that's the way you think you're gonna work this whole thing out
You know you own my body but don't think that you control my mouth

(having every question answered
Is it gonna help at all?) [x3]
(having every question answered
Doesn't help)

When you're not supposed to know
You're not supposed to know
You're not supposed to know
Anything

Another textbook situation
Everything I think I know I've read
What's the point of medication?
All it makes me wish; that I were dead

It's pretty clear that you are me
It's written here on every single page
I'm spitting blood, not stupid
I can read it all over your face

(having every question answered
Is it gonna help at all?) [x3]
(having every question answered
Doesn't help)

When you're not supposed to know
You're not supposed to know
You're not supposed to know
Anything

You're not supposed to know
Anything