bring it on   i've got your life when i've got your fear   i'll gice you all what you want to hear   you've got me figured out so perfect   i'm on the couch lying to your face   just to see   what you can cut and paste of my life on your next banner   wait i'm not finshed with you yet   race run frantic eating from my hand   come on   scrape your knees to this finish line   the weak get pulled and you're left behind   you think you know me feel the comfort   the rug gets swiped and you've fallen down   so many times that you have kissed the ground   just for a piece of fact or fiction   consider yourself the punchline in my new gag   thank you very much you've given us all a fantastic laugh   bring it on   nose to nose and toe to toe tell me everything you know   or is everything for show tabloid garabage in your fangs   suck you'll be duped again i get the last laugh in the end