Nightmare Of You – Why Am I Always Right? lyrics

You were sickened with the vowing of silence.
I was taken by your permanent high.
Two lovers all you turned on, how romantic.
Never need a guillotine to get you off my mind.

You were swept up in the buzz of a marriage.
I was secretly hoping one of us might die.
A postcard would have ended up with the carriage. {?}
Let's call it X, no, let's just call it "why?"

You're just like your dad!
Surprised?
You don't only share his eyes!
It's the trick that's in your hand,
It's the knack for telling awful lies.
Why am I always right?

As he slept the day away in my bedroom,
I found a criminal use for your pillow.
I love you terribly,
I swear that this is true.
But I just can't stop my hands from smothering you.

I skipped town on a flight to your city,
There I crept up to your lover's window.
You poured a Scotch and sat alone in the kitchen. {?}
I took that aim and I let it blow!

You're just like your dad!
Surprised?
You don't only share his eyes!
It's the trick that's in your hand,
It's the knack of telling awful lies.

You're just like your dad!
Surprised?
You don't only share his eyes!
It's the trick that's in your hand,
It's the knack of telling awful lies.
Why am I always right? Nn.

Stick a fork in the socket.
Do what you'd like.
Just make sure that
I'm far out of your life.

Oh,
Take an axe to your fingers,
Carve out your eyes.
Cut out your tongue,
And we'll call this a tie! Oh!

Cut out your eye and tongue,
And we'll call this a tie.

You're just like your dad!
Surprised?
You don't only share his eyes!
It's the trick that's in your hand,
It's the knack for telling awful lies.

It's the trick that's in your hand,
It's the knack for telling awful lies.

It's the trick that's in your hand,
It's the knack for telling awful lies.

Why am I always right?