Lyrics
We used to throw ourselves to the lions
And they'd just run out
You should've heard them laugh
When you turned your back
They never liked your style
I hope that you're hanging
Waiting for what's not there
Look at the mess you made
When it all came down
You should've saw your face
There was no one to stop it
No one to hold you back
I think I'll wait it out
To catch your tail
It never made much sense
I know you'll thank me someday
I know you'll thank me someday