I told you twice I don’t play nice This isn’t fucking baseball
If you set my house on fire We can watch yours burn down too And if you don’t like it, darlin’ This is all bad news for you
The words All of these words, words, words They’ve all come up empty, haven’t they? Why don’t you have the right things to say? Anyway…
Done I’m done Done (done) Done (done)
I’m done (done, done, done) Climbing broken ladders (done, done, done) In the tower of your doubt (done, done, done) Listening for permission Done being the one without a mouth (Done, done, done) (Done, done, done) (Done, done, done) (Done)