No Filter
One, two, three, four
When I'm out of earshot
You still shoot me in the foot
When I'm turned towards you
You still stab me in the back
And In my humble silence
I stay secluded like I should
Well, I've had it up to here now
It's about time that I react
Had you known that I was there
Would you think twice before you spoke the things you said
You got no filter
But you don't care
But words still hurt to the lonely fly on the wall
I hear you under your breath
Spreading lies to my friends
And I hear you, top of your voice
Playing victim to yours
Your words are sticks and stones
Suppress the lump down in my throat
I've had it up to here now
This time your words will bite you back
Had you known that I was there
Would you think twice before you spoke the things you said
You got no filter
But you don't care
But words still hurt to the lonely fly on the wall
I'm under your thumb
Wrapped around your finger
You hold my fate in your hands
Your reckless tongue
Leaves a mess that lingers
How long 'till it's caught up to you
Had you known that I was there
Would you think twice before you spoke the things you said
You got no filter
But you don't care
But words still hurt to the lonely fly on the wall
Had you known that I was there
Would you think twice before you spoke the things you said
You got no filter
But you don't care
But words still hurt to the lonely fly on the wall
After all
Words still hurt to the lonely fly on the wall
When I'm out of earshot
You still shoot me in the foot
When I'm turned towards you
You still stab me in the back
And In my humble silence
I stay secluded like I should
Well, I've had it up to here now
It's about time that I react
Had you known that I was there
Would you think twice before you spoke the things you said
You got no filter
But you don't care
But words still hurt to the lonely fly on the wall
I hear you under your breath
Spreading lies to my friends
And I hear you, top of your voice
Playing victim to yours
Your words are sticks and stones
Suppress the lump down in my throat
I've had it up to here now
This time your words will bite you back
Had you known that I was there
Would you think twice before you spoke the things you said
You got no filter
But you don't care
But words still hurt to the lonely fly on the wall
I'm under your thumb
Wrapped around your finger
You hold my fate in your hands
Your reckless tongue
Leaves a mess that lingers
How long 'till it's caught up to you
Had you known that I was there
Would you think twice before you spoke the things you said
You got no filter
But you don't care
But words still hurt to the lonely fly on the wall
Had you known that I was there
Would you think twice before you spoke the things you said
You got no filter
But you don't care
But words still hurt to the lonely fly on the wall
After all
Words still hurt to the lonely fly on the wall
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Seybold
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