LYRIC

The cops are knocking at the front door
But mama won't let them inside
'Cause she knows dad is a stone cold killer
And he's got his way with a knife

I've got to move up from the bottom
And push myself into the light
'Cause I feel like I'm just surrounded by people
Who's minds are much better,
Much better than mine

You've got a lot of nerve to say this is all my fault
You better hope you're right,
You better hope that you're right

You've got a lot of nerve to say this is all my fault
You better hope you're right,
You better hope that you're right

You've got a lot of nerve to say this is all my fault
You better hope you're right,
You better hope that you're right

You've got a lot of nerve to say this is all my fault
You better hope you're right,
You better hope that you're right

You've got a lot of nerve to say this is all my fault
You better hope you're right,
You better hope that you're right

You've got a lot of nerve to say this is all my fault
You better hope you're right,
You better hope that you're right

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