On a knife edge razor day
  If you listen long enough they've got nothing to say
  
  It's a time warp place don't change
  The rhythm of the night, the beating rain
  
  You move fast to get off of that merry-go-round
  
  There's one gun, probably more
  And the others are pointing at our backdoor
  
  At the best hotel of all
  Put my name on the wall, put my bed on the floor
  
  You get much less well it seems like more
  Heart's still sore
  
  Word crimes
  Bitter lies
  Bitter crimes
  Government Lies