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Fed up with, "Made you look,"
And dirty crooks without a clue.
They all wear the same face and it says, "Hangman, I'm onto you."
Hangman it's not your fault.
Commit this to memory.
The bright ideas always get lost along the way.
Last call for medicine,
So count me in and turn me loose.
I never meant to hide anything but I'll never tell the truth.
Hangman it's not your fault.
Commit this to memory.
The bright ideas always get lost along the way.
Commit this to memory.
Commit this to memory.
Commit this to memory.
Commit this to memory.
Commit this to memory.
Commit this to memory.
I'm just a guy that never tried.
I'm just a stupid fuck with brilliant luck,
And sometimes a bright idea.
So shower me in a chorus of compliments,
And verse I don't deserve.
I might run,
But I'll never hide.
"Hey that's not right.
You can't complain.
Everythings gonna be just fine,"
Said the pen to the dotted line.
If memory serves then mark my words.
This games called "Catch me if you can."
And with wine we salute all our bitterness.
Fed up with, "Made you look,"
And dirty crooks without a clue.
They all wear the same face and it says, "Hangman, I'm onto you."