Quick to draw, not like before
With these new habits, in old haunts
And no lines are left
Because they've all been said before

Arrive to deceive, captured in reverie
Are you taken aback?
Because I've heard some vicious rumours and some shameful facts
And with no dismay, warned not to outstay your welcome

Out of luck when you're weighed up
Take responsibility for what you mean then what you say
It's a pain that feeds on an intolerance of this

The unfair nature of some
Fighting a losing battle
But I won't go without an explosion