Besedila: Sleater Kinney. All Hands On The Bad One. Was It a Lie?.

The yard was cold and dark
The tracks are clearly marked
But she was tired, she didn't see
She was just out alone
She wasn't going home
She was going somewhere far away

The train was moving through
As we know that world has to do
Everyone will say it was her fault
Somewhere a camera placed
Inside this awful place
The accident is about to start

Was it a lie? Was it a lie?
Did it fill your head?
Did it entertain?
Will you feel alive
At the end of it?

When the collision came
She died right away
Her body flung almost sixty feet
And as she split in two
Was she coming straight for you
And do you have a camera for a face?

Was she your TV show?
Was she your video?
A woman's pain, never private always seen
I want to close my eyes
I want to cut the wires
I want a day not made for you to see

Was it a lie? Was it a lie?
Did it fill your head?
Did it entertain?
Will you feel alive
At the end of it?

When you play it back to me
Feels more like a parody
Now it's all I will ever be
Now it's all I will ever be

I really don't care about it
I don't care if it's cold
Really want to be
The prettiest wreck you've seen

Did it fill your head?
Did it entertain?
Will you feel alive
At the end of it?