Listen up and listen close   Okay, so maybe I wasn't clear enough   With the words that I chose   Now I'm asking you, I'm begging you   Just so everyone knows   Or daring you to say something original      Give it up and oh, I know words are failing you   But sweetie, sometimes that's just how it goes   Matching words and matching phrases count the days   Because the battle might be done   But the war is well on its way   The war is well on its way   Oh, I know you feel it too      Now I'm watching you dig your hole   And it looks more like a grave   It's just a theory or so I'm told   There will be nobody left here to save you   Well, ask me how I'm so matter of fact   Well, the matter of the fact is it's just a matter of tact   There will be nobody left here to save you      Taste the poison on your lips   All right, now fill it up, drink it down   Know it's sealed with a kiss   Oh, I know just what you're thinking   And you know it wasn't me   Oh, I know just what I'm thinking   And maybe you'll finally see      It's the poison we forget   It's behind you to remind you how little you will be missed   Saving face in situations very similar to this   Now find out how quickly your words will be dismissed   Oh, you are dismissed   Oh, I know you feel it too      Now I'm watching you dig your hole   And it looks more like a grave   It's just a theory or so I'm told   There will be nobody left here to save you   Well, ask me how I'm so matter of fact   Well, the matter of the fact is it's a just matter of tact   There will be nobody left here to save you      Hey, you'd never know it   But the end will leave you breathless and broken   Don't you change   No, don't you make it seem like you could care now   I don't believe a word you say      Now I'm watching you dig your hole   And it looks more like a grave   It's just a theory or so I'm told   There will be nobody left here to save you      Now I'm watching you dig your hole   And it looks more like a grave   It's just a theory or so I'm told   There will be nobody left here to save you   Well, ask me how I'm so matter of fact   Well, the matter of the fact is it's a just matter of tact   There will be nobody left here to save you   There will be nobody left here to save you