Jul 13, 2005 12:02
Silence is golden, cant you take a hint?
Don’t tell me things I don’t want to hear.
Your meaningless words, illogical nonsense
Rolling off your tongue like bullets from the machine gun
That shot me in the back
*Chorus*
With friends like these, who needs enemies?
Take that axe; strike me with the blunt end but
Only a true friend would wait until I turned around
Swallow your pride, choke on the words you spit out
I hope they all turn to daggers and get caught in your throat
You don’t care much for life and death, I must confess
The gold for your coffin, I swear I’d sell you for less
I like you so much better when you don’t say a thing
Because all you ever say is how you think you’re so much better than me
You think your so much more and I don’t really matter
And I hate it when you say your so much more than I’ll ever be