Texty: Daggermouth. Turf Wars. This Is Chase Brennerman.

Set back at least a year
By rumors and lies so often disguised
This is all about taking
There's no trust in music you just proved this to me

My secret is due
I resent this business cause of assholes like you

You will always believe
The hand shake deal is all that you need
How can you be so naive
There's no trust in music and that's a guarantee

I think that now we know that every deal's the same
There's no use ever fighting them
I never cared as much as I care now
And now it seems you're nowhere to be found

Now we're leaving you and there's nothing you can do...
At all!

I guess we'll never find out
What happened that night
I guess we'll never find out
What happened that night
I hope that someday you realise
How selfishly you live your life