I am the crook who robs me    I am my own adversary    I am my enemy    I am my enemy    And my mouth is an army    And when the night falls on me    I become anything but free    I get so sick of this    It gets ridiculous    My mouth is an army       The sound in my mouth    It gets so loud    It gets so loud    The little words can't slip out    Words like sorry    And I'm so sorry, yeah       I am the tyrant of discourse    I am the beater of the dead horse    I am the irritant    I am the irritant    And my mouth is a brute force    Here we are in another night    Gearing up for a social accident    With a big crowd, I pick sides, I pick fights    My mouth is an army       The sound in my mouth    It gets so loud    It gets so loud    The little words can't slip out    Words like sorry    The sound in my mouth    It gets so loud    It gets so loud    The little words can't slip out    Words like sorry    I'm so sorry, yeah      Where will you find yourself    Without love   Give love to someone else    Is that enough    If love is to find yourself    Are you finding love   Or are you picking sides      The sound in my mouth    Gets so loud    Gets so loud   It gets so loud    Gets so loud    So loud    So loud    Gets so loud       The sound in my mouth    It gets so loud    It gets so loud    The little words can't slip out    Words like sorry    I'm so sorry