I wish that I didn't have to see a confidant as an enemy
Counting lies in the lines you cross, helplessly I can only watch
God in words is a ricochet, honesty that'll never pay
Your convictions I believe, like an apparition haunting me
Now the true ways of falling chain, holding my conscience to the flame
Covered up but still I know the secret of life you're guilty of
This * gun is what I found
The dirt I have on you is the ground
Ooh, I'm buried under
Trying to tread through sinking sand
When you're awake you know I can't stand
What I thought was meant to be
Is a broken heart laying down on me
The true ways of falling chain
Holding my conscience to the flame
Covered up but still I know the secret of life you're guilty of
This * gun is what I found
The dirt I have on you is the ground
Ooh, I'm buried under
Yeah, I'm buried under
Ooh, I'm buried under
Ooh, I'm buried under
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Can you fall for the wings of a dove
When the clever wolf is the one you love?
Now the true ways of falling chain
Holding my conscience to the flame
Covered up but still I know the secret of life you're guilty of
But still I know the secret of the life you're guilty of
The smoking gun is what I found
The dirt I have on you is the ground
Ooh, I'm buried under
I wish that I didn't have to see
A confidant as an enemy