Taking Back Sunday - Title Unknown lyrics

make a big scene

make this glass house my coffin, you

missed the big picture

but it's the words that you're coughing up

out on your sleeve

so forge my sins here in song

well i'm telling you now

what you've known all along

and it's tired, so true, more

subtle than you, there's

a lull in the stereo

it's calling for you (calling for you)

it's calling for you

well i'm a slave to my vices (it's true)

they've all been (re)

renamed as your crutch

so drag my name and my face through the mud

you're better at confronting me

(you're better at confonting me)

show us just how vicious you can be

do what you came here to do

(do what you came here to do)

trigger, finger

gets you pointed in

the right direction,

my new-found discretion

it's not a lie if you believe it

it's no mistake if it's always repeated

it's not a lie if you believe it

it's no mistake if it's always repeated

it's not a lie if you believe it

it's no mistake if it's always repeated

(shall we call it quits or just wait)

it's not a lie if you believe it

(even, even if my last name rhymes with)

it's no mistake if it's always repeated

(your rescue of hear say, do not say you know)

it's not a lie if you believe it

(call me out, it's such a lie)

it's no mistake if it's always repeated

but i don't need to hear it from you

what's another word for?

i don't need to hear it from you

what's another word for?

i don't need to hear it from you

what's another word for?

don't need to hear it from you

It gets easier with doses of time

(easier with dull sense of time)

easier with doses of time

(easier with dull sense of time)

easier with doses of time

(easier with dull sense of time

easier with doses of time

show us just how vicious you can be to me