How do you follow a lie
Looking me right in the eye?
Not even flinching you fly
Straight into another

Blessed with a gift for deceit    
Playlist that’s set on repeat
It doesn’t seem like a crime
If you just keep lying all the time

And all these folks who came to see you
'Cause it feels so good when you hammer home
     
All the hate, the bait
The fate of those who came for something better
Is in your hands
And what better hands? I can think of many
All the truth, the proof
The roof over their heads
Dissolves like sugar in your coffee
‘Cause it all comes down to guns and money
Guns and money

How do you sleep at night?
Why do you run to a fight?
When do you do something nice
For anybody else but you?

Why can’t you say you were wrong?
What is your favourite song?
How are you this far along
Without a word of truth

For all these folks who came to see you?
Cos it feels so good when you hammer home
     
All the hate, the bait
The fate of those who came for something better
Is in your hands
And what better hands? I can think of many

All the truth, the proof
The roof over their heads
Dissolves like sugar in your coffee
‘Cause it all comes down to guns and money

Like a disease one day you’ll go away
Millions of dreams will have their day
So spread the green and put the iron in the ground
And forget

About the hate, the bait
The fate of those who came for something better
Is in your hands
And what better hands? I can think of any
All the truth, the proof
The roof over their heads
Dissolves like sugar in your coffee
‘Cause it all comes down to guns and money
Guns and money