Someone's been lying but I still don't know who
I've been lying to myself but I've been truthful with you
I'm feeling unsure of where the rest will remain
But from that hole in your head there's a space that explains
Through mock concentration onto deafening pleas
You're like a cancer that thrives on what others won't need
So riddle me this if you're really so good
Because the last time I checked, no one here understood
From eight down to four, let's settle the score
Now I get what you want, you can show me the door
From eight down to four, I've settled the score
Now get up off the floor
Oh get up off the floor