Tekstovi: Spill Canvas. One Fell Swoop. Polygraph, Right Now.

Fate is an elegant, cold-hearted whore
She loves salting my wounds, yes, she enjoys nothing more
I bleed confidence from deep within my guts now
I'm the king of this pity party with my jewel encrusted crown

I wanna tear apart your room to see if what you say is true
Darling, don't you lie, lie to me
I wanna break into your heart to see why you want us apart
Oh, I'm scared to death to find out what you think of me

Fate is an elegant, cold-hearted whore
She loves salting my wounds, yes, she enjoys nothing more
I bleed confidence from deep within my guts now
I'm the king of this pity party with my jewel encrusted crown

According to you we don't click, that's a blatant lie and you know it
Angel, what are you hiding from me?
If there is truly another secret lunch-break, working late lover
Then I would die, but at least then I'd be free

Fate is an elegant, cold-hearted whore
She loves salting my wounds, yes, she enjoys nothing more
I bleed confidence from deep within my guts now
I'm the king of this pity party with my jewel encrusted crown

Fate is an elegant, cold-hearted whore
She loves salting my wounds, yes, she enjoys nothing more
I bleed confidence from deep within my guts now
I'm the king of this pity party with my jewel encrusted crown

Fate is an elegant, cold-hearted whore
She loves salting my wounds, yes, she enjoys nothing more
I bleed confidence from deep within my guts now
I'm the king of this pity party with my jewel encrusted crown