Album Name

Reflections

Artist

MisterWives

Genre

POP

Release Date

2014.01.07

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

Twisted Tongue - MisterWives
You tried to dodge your own bullet
but it shot you anyway
You crossed over every line and
hid behind the lines you made
Do ya do ya do ya do
Do ya do ya believe in the truth
Truth be told that
truth found its way
to the twisted tongue
that spoke dismay
I know that I may be young
but at least my youth is wise
You painted a picture to me
that depicted only lies
Do ya do ya do ya do
Do ya do ya believe in the truth
Truth be told that
truth found its way
to the twisted tongue
that spoke dismay
Cause your sweet is sour
you're a weed not a flower
just a pretty faced coward is you
Your hearts just an organ that
pumps nothing more than blood
to your vein full veins
You struck each chord
now it's time for
your real song to be sung
You just managed to mask
what's now clear as glass
and that's just you're an ass
You weaseled in and out of words
and denied when truth was heard
May your yes be yes
and your no's be no's
Not an in between
land of I don't knows
Do ya do ya do ya do
Do ya do ya believe in the truth
Truth be told that truth found its way
to the twisted tongue
that spoke dismay
Cause your sweet is sour
you're a weed not a flower
just a pretty faced coward is you
Your hearts just an organ that
pumps nothing more than blood
to your vein full veins
You struck each chord
now it's time for
your real song to be sung
You just managed to mask
what's now clear as glass
and that's just you're an ass
And this I say one last time
you define your own crime
you best hang up
your disguise on the laundry line
Stabbed me in the front
stab me in the back
and this right here's
my heart attack
So if I don't go
I pray you know
just how much you blow
Do ya do ya do ya do
Do ya do ya believe in the truth
Truth be told that
truth found its way
to the twisted tongue
that spoke dismay
Cause your sweet is sour
you're a weed not a flower
just a pretty faced coward is you
Your hearts just an organ that
pumps nothing more than blood
to your vein full veins
You struck each chord
now it's time for
your real song to be sung
You just managed to mask
what's now clear as glass
and that's just you're an ass