So goddamn easy to write this
You make it spill on the page
So drunk on yourself, self-righteous
A laughing stock of your own fucking stageOh but I ain't one to call names
Or throw stones in a house of glass
You try meThis is a motherfuckin' invitation
The only one you could ever need
This is a motherfuckin' invitation
You try meJust one time you got a reason
Heard you had nothing to lose
A blind preacher for the pin-eyed congregation
It must be easy to loseOh but I ain't one to call names
Or throw stones in a house of glass
You try meThis is a motherfuckin' invitation
The only one you could ever need
This a motherfuckin' invitation
You try meYou can tell the same lie a thousand times
But it never gets any more true
So close your eyes once more and once more believe
That they all still believe in youJust one time
This is a motherfuckin' imitation
The only one you could ever need
This a motherfuckin' invitation
Just one timeThis is a motherfuckin' invitation
Ya' try meJust one time(ya' try me)
Just one time(ya' try me)Ya' try me
Songwriters
BLYTHE, DAVID RANDALL / MORTON, MARK / ADLER, WILL / CAMPBELL, JOHN / ADLER, CHRISPublished by
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