Many men tried to shake us, but I twist my chords like double helixes to show ‘em what I'm made of... Lies, pain, stress... Why you risk it all? Life pick out your flaw... Sing rah, blah-blah-blah... You can say you saw... Now I've got the messages on file, which people said what, which number to dial... So now every enemy screaming insanity, all they're ever gonna be's another best friend of me... Bitch... …And later on she claimed that I wrote all... All our words so that was really nice... That girl is definitely out of his mind… And sometimies I feel like a prophet...