Three Tweakers and a Baseball Bat
Why tell you the truth? Where's the fun in that?
Cause you don't know you're lying, so I get to get mad
I get to get mad
I control that
You're a safe bet, you can't win
I get to choose what you did
Pick and choose what's truth or lies
I get to choose why we fight
You're a safe bet, you can't win
You shake and cry when it sets in
You get to run, I get to laugh
At you three tweakers and your bat
Why tell you the truth?
Where's the fun in that?
Cause you may not be lying but you'll never know that
And I'd tell you the truth but there's no fun in that
You're gullible, I'm bored
So the truth is abstract