The Verdict

Tell me what I'm guilty of
You treat me with your words but none of
them are answers. You treat me like a criminal.
You throw away the key and all I hear is laughter.

What would make, this maddness end before it,
falls, apart. And I will have to serve a sentence

Cause I'm so sick of doing time For something you make up in your mind
But I considerately waited waited waited for the verdict
Looking like I woke undressed,
refuse to be the victim of your condemnation?

I still love you more or less
Don't know why I keep looking for a reason
One, would make us whole again
Before we, fall apart and I will have to serve a sentence

Cause I'm so sick of doing time
For something you make up in your mind
But I considerately waited waited waited for the verdict

I can remember a time when we saw our eyes
Before lies were detected and you were the lie
Every word every action and every truth

Tell me what I'm guilty of
you treat me with your words but none of them are answers

Cause I'm so sick of doing time

For something you make up in your mind

But I considerately waited waited waited for the verdict

Cause I'm so sick of doing time for something you make up in your mind

But I considerately waited waited waited for the verdict



Credits
Writer(s): Parker Coleman, Michael Curtis, William Dentino
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link