Newton's Third Law of Knives to the Back

Can't help yourself, CAN'T HELP YOURSELF
Drawn like a child to a hand grenade
Swinging the shiny rings with a smile and no clue what a mess you've made
TELL ME WHAT IT'S LIKE
Having everything at once before I
Show you what it's like to lose control...

YOU'RE GONNA CRY for me to stop
BUT I'LL DECIDE you've had enough
You wanna die?! That's fucking tough
YOU'LL HAVE TO WAIT UNTIL I'M DONE WITH YOU

As if anything I could say
Could save us
We're not worth the makeup
That runs away from your eyes

Can't help yourself, CAN'T HELP YOURSELF
You gotta stick your hands into everything
You better watch those fingers girl
Fates got a way with a razor blade

TELL ME WHAT IT'S LIKE
When there's nothing left to give because you've
Spent your life searching for yourself

YOU'RE GONNA SCREAM that you're stuck
YOU'RE GONNA BLAME it all on luck
You're gonna change?! The jig is up
So now you answer...
For what you've done...

For what you've done

'Cause I've got a long list of questions
And you've got a whole lot of lying to do
To cover up your confusion at the time
Just say you're done
'Cause you can be quite convincing
When you want to be...

FALL TO YOUR KNEES
LIE TO ME LIE TO ME
I BEG OF YOU
I BEG OF YOU
IN A FASHION
THAT BLEEDS SINCERITY
JUST WELL VERSED ENOUGH
FOR ME TO BELIEVE

So I can tell you what it's like
When there's nothing you can do

As if anything I could say
Could save us
We're not worth the makeup
That runs away from your eyes
As if anything I could say
Could save us
We're not worth the makeup
That runs away from your eyes