I Know Where You Sleep

I know the sickening thoughts that slither around your head

I know the gluttonous guilt that buried me in your bed

Manipulate me if you can

Go on and fool me like your biggest fanI know the arrogant pride that poisons the truth you hear

I know the bigoted tongue that tears away all your fear

Pontificate you faded star

Go on and show me who you really areYou can lie to the papers, you can hide from the press

You can fake it on stage, you can crawl from your cage

You can search and destroy, you can kill and depend on it

I know your tainted flesh, I know your filthy soul

I know each trick you played, whore you laid, dream you stoleI know the bed in the room in the wall in the house

Where you got what you wanted and ruined it all

I know the secrets that you keep

I know where you sleepI know the illness behind the image you create

I know the tedious need to turn all you love into hate

You poor pathetic paranoid

Is it just me or do you secretly enjoy it?You can lie to the papers, you can hide from the press

You can fake it on stage, you can crawl from your cage

You can search and destroy, you can kill and depend on it

I know your tainted flesh, I know your filthy soul

I know each trick you played, whore you laid, dream you stoleI know the bed in the room in the wall in the house

Where you got what you wanted and ruined it all

I know the secrets that you keep

I know where you sleep, sleep, sleep, sleepYou play the victim very well

You build yourself indulgent hell

You wanted someone to understand you

Well, be careful what you wish for because I doYou've got a fancy turn of phrase

You set your trap, you made your plays

You're so fond of games, you must never lose

Funny how the only one in your bed is youYou can lie to the papers, you can hide from the press

You can lie to the papers, you can hide from the press

You can lie to the papers, you can hide from the press

Fake, crawl, search, killOh my God, oh my God, I touched you

I can never live it down, I can never live it down

God save the queen, I love you

I can never live it down, I can never live it down

Oh, oh, I fucked you, I can never live it down

I can never live it down, I can never live it downI know the sickening thoughts that slither around your head

I know the gluttonous guilt that buried me in your bedYou can lie to the papers, you can hide from the press

You can fake it on stage, you can run from your cage

You can search and destroy, you can kill and depend on it

I know your tainted flesh, I know your filthy soul

I know each trick you' played, whore you laid, dream you stoleI know the bed in the room in the wall in the house

Where you got what you wanted and ruined it

I know the bed in the room in the wall in the house

Where you got what you wanted and ruined itI know the bed in the room in the wall in the house

Where you got what you wanted and ruined it

I know the secrets that you keep

I know where you sleepI'm wishing you the best of luck and by the way your poetry sucks

I'm wishing you the best of luck and by the way your poetry sucks

I'm wishing you the best of luck and by the way your poetry sucks

I'm wishing you the best of luck and by the way