Why Am I Always Right?

You were sickened with the vowing of silence
 I was taken by your permanent high
 Two lovers; are you turned on? How romantic!
 "Now I need a guillotine to get you off my mind"
 You were swept up in the buzz of a marriage
 While I was secretly hoping one of us might die
 A close call; 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
 Surprise! You don't only share his eyes
 It's the drink that's in your hand
 And it's that knack for telling awful lies
 Why am I always right?
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 As you slept away the day 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
 He poured a scotch and sobbed alone in the kitchen
 I took dead aim, and then I let it blow!
 You're just like your dad
 Surprise! You don't only share his eyes
 It's the drink that's in your hand
 And it's that knack for telling awful lies
 Why am I always right?
 You're just like your dad
 Surprise! You don't only share his eyes
 It's the drink that's in your hand
 And it's that knack for telling awful lies
 Why am I always right?
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 Stick a fork in a socket, do what you'd like
 Just make sure that I'm far out of your life
 Take an axe to your fingers, carve out your eyes
 And cut out your tongue
 And then we'll call this a tie
 Cut out your lying tounge and we'll call this a tie
 You're just like your dad
 Surprise! You don't only share his eyes
 like your dad
 Surprise! You don't only share his eyes
 It's the drink that's in your hand
 And it's that knack for telling awful lies
 It's the drink that's in your hand
 And it's that knack for telling awful lies
 It's the drink that's in your hand
 And it's that knack for telling awful lies
 Why am I always right?