The first few angry cracks of sky blue pierce your mind
Working their way from beneath the blinds
And with that a new day is here
To wash away the past few years
Wadding the river where the clothes are strewn
So much harder with a head that's been split in two
Somebody's heart is gonna feel the same
Oh you love your wicked games
White wash, cracks peeling off
There no time to wait
You're an artist using leaded paint
In your next fresco there will be a saint
White wash cracks peeling off
There's no time to waste
No integrity, there is only disgrace
But you can cover it up with a happy face
Well done now that's the spirit
Looks like you got away with it
No recourse and no remorse
It's looking pretty par for the course
Another lie, another day
Another night, another lay
What will they say when you return
How many bridges do you have left to burn?
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