You're a Narcissist, My Dear - Live from Grace Lutheran Church

On the morning Chester died, I hugged my mother
For all his faults, she loved that stupid dog
And I still recall your eyes, brown and hollow as a feather
Feigning comfort in the voice you use to lie

I guess all the years you got to fuck me over
Made you think I don't see through your alibis
But I've been getting clear on who you are, my dear
And there's nothing but a hateful leech inside

When we walked out in the rain with his stiff body
You were strangely thrilled to watch me break my back
I stamped the shovel down, broke the cold, hard winter ground
Moved the earth and heard your sadist's wet dream laugh

I guess all the years you got to fuck me over
Made you think I still can't see the neon signs
But they're screaming loud and clear
You're a narcissist, my dear
The empty parasite that tried to bleed me dry

And I've been waiting for a long, long time
I've been waiting for a long, long time
I've been waiting for a long, long time
To be free
Of everything you've done to me

When I show the world the way you tried to break me
I don't care if they believe the words I write
'Cause I have gotten clear on who I am, my dear
And I'm not that kid you pushed near suicide

I guess all the years you got to fuck me over
Made you think God couldn't cut you down to size
But his love and holy light rule all flesh and bone and blight
And I think you'll find we pay our debts in time

Say, can you hear the taxman coming in the night?
Oh, can you hear the taxman coming in the night?
I can hear the taxman coming in the night
Justice always comes to make the balance right