Texty: Clarks. Fast Moving Cars. You Know Everything.

You lift me up to knock me down
But I don't want to play your game
I'm giving back this thorny crown
And there'll be no one else to blame

I used to think you had a heart
Then you picked up that poison pen
I should have known right from the start
That all good things come to an end

I'm not gonna waste my precious time
I know I'm never gonna change your mind

Cause you know everything
You know everything

You know everything

You hung my pictures on the wall
But nothing in this world is free
Now you won't even catch my fall
It's murder in the first degree

I've been torn up I've been knocked down
That's all you ever meant to do
You've taken back your thorny crown
Now you be me and I'll be you