With Malice
The way you look tells everyone a bitter story
All your pins are just a boring
Conversation's end
So don't blame me I'll never feel the way I should
Point your finger for you
I could wear it on my sleeve
I'll believe you
When there's time to waste on that
You don't understand
You don't understand us
You're a book who's cover has so much to hide
Open you up to find
Blank pages inside
Know that we can tell
You don't hide it well
What I say
What I see
What I become
What I believe, yeah
Comes from deep inside (deep inside)
Sure as the sun sets (deep inside)
Sure as the sun sets (deep inside)
Sure as you can see it in my eyes
