It’s just that little shred of doubt you choose, that something I left out
You use to get your way because you say “you didn’t spell it out”
Or the simple lack o’ proof that makes for a perfect lame excuse your
Nose grows and grows do you suppose I know you’re two quarts low
On truth
Oh, the things you put me through, a friendship built on guilt. To
Entertain you out of pity, to just to shut you up
No there’s nothing wrong, let’s go have some fun. A smoke to break
The ice, maybe I’m just too f#ckin’ nice…
Oh, the things you put me through, to bring me down to your level
Just to make things tolerable, in hopes of something better
But I don’t see the change, and you don’t think it’s needed. So one
More lie for the road, gee I hate to see you go
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Victims Family Lyrics – Amigos
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