Butchers Mouth · letra

I've got a way of finding out what you said But I want to hear it from the butcher's mouth I've got a way of freaking out all your friends when I'm just talking out loud But it ends me when I can tell that I've become the person I can't take, that I hate A person so much like you
I've got a way Your jealous eyes, with reckless pride, feasting on the wealth I've got a way This little click, brick by brick, has turned upon itself
You're a broken record repeating these vanities Over and over again
You find your words and made them work for you And trust me, people will drink them in The absence of a witness, no one to see this Hid your affection for self-obsession and the greed But now it's back to your, back to your needs I've got a way Your jealous eyes, with reckless pride, feasting on the wealth I've got a way This little click, brick by brick, has turned upon itself
You're a broken record repeating these vanities Over and over The same old story
Throw yourself a pity party Pulling each and every heartstring We brought you here We brought you here And no one will come to your defense
Let's break that smile right off your face Taking time to save the place Where names are of no use Ridiculous answers will find their sleep And you will find your sleep too
Way I've got a way
You're a broken record repeating these vanities Over and over again

Spoken Video Outro: Toby Morrell

The key to this world is money Girls only like material things, and guys only like girls So guys, buy stuff for girls, and then girls will like you