End of the Line

Spreading your lies
You didn't think I'd hear
Back-handed compliment
Walk away and sneer
You think I'm the fool
Well keep playing that game
Keep talking your shit
But remember my name
You're insecure
So slam my ame
But you're gonna fucking lose
It's the end of the line
Your cover's blown
It's too late for you to choose

You think you're ahead But you're losing this race
Back stabbing
While you smile to my face
You think I'm the fool
Well keep playing that game
Keep talking your shit
But remember my name

I won't pull any punches
When we get in the ring
Put my back to the wall
And you'll see what that brings
You'll get no apologies
On my part man
I've been as clear as I can
About where I fucking stand



Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Lynne, George Harrison, Roy Kelton Orbison, Robert Dylan, Tom Petty
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