Written and produced by Doug Davis
Drums: Dustin Foley
Everything else: Doug Davis
Lyrics
it’s getting hard to find the line
Between the deaf and dumb
Between your heart of hearts and
What you call a zero sum
And I have made my last excuse
For the sad shell you’ve become
You must have known it
you must have known
The billboards and the smoke screens
All say what we want to hear
It’s the distance ‘tween the Baptist
And the brimstone he holds dear
Do I give you too much credit
To believe you still know fear
Did you ever pause to think you might be lost?
It’s just a wasted threat
The bait becomes the bayonet
stop pretending you can’t
see right through the hoax
You’re just telling someone else’s jokes
Sometimes I still wonder if you’re
The driver at the wheel
Or just a junkie for the mainline rush
self-righteous makes you feel
Did you swallow all those lies
Cause you acquired a taste for rage
You’re just a prisoner in an open cage
It’s just a wasted threat
The bait becomes the bayonet
stop pretending you can’t
see right through the hoax
You’re just telling someone else’s jokes
Who’s been whispering in your ear
and feeding you lines?
So many signs you shoulda run
It’s just a wasted threat
The bait becomes the bayonet
Stop pretending you can’t
See right through the hoax
You’re just telling someone else’s jokes