Besedila: National Product. Sad Excuse.

Let's get it right, before the hand hits 12 tonight
Cause I can see in your eyes, you trip on every word, it's a lie, it's a lie
And tonight, while there's still time left, and you said everything you wanted to
There?s one thing you haven't heard, its my lie, its my lie

Lay on your back and raise your right hand
This could be the last chance that you get to

Swear on this knife that you, never loved me, never, never loved me
Because if that?s the truth, push it through me, push it, push it through me
But you don't, and you won't, cause you're a sad excuse, yeah you're a sad excuse

You search directories and somehow you've found out
Who's sleeping next to me, in my bed, in my bed
So tonight, while there's still time left and you did everything you wanted to
There's one thing you haven't heard, it's my lie, it's my lie

Lay on your back and raise your right hand

The hardest part is knowing, you didn't have the tact to sit back and react to the truth
The hardest part is knowing, you didn't have the tact to sit back and

Swear on this knife that you never loved me, never, never loved me

Because if that's the truth, push it through me, push it, push it through me

Swear on this knife that you...

Lay on your back and raise your right hand

Swear on this knife that you...