And they said you were a martyr
And they said you were a saint
And I waited up for hours
Just to see what you might say
And you played me like a piper
All the whistles and the bells
And you opened up for business
And I cleaned off all your shelves.
Snake oil.
Should have known.
Snake oil.
In your bones.
And I took it down with water
And I rubbed it in my wounds
And to my surprise it just
Made me slippery too
When it all came out
You were left there on your own.
When it came out
We all just said
Writer(s): Andrew Jacob Steck, Owen Michael Hunt
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