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American Music Club

Hollywood 4-5-92

My revenge against the world

is to believe everything you say

Balance as you are on a pile of empty bottles

And even when the world has taken

all your defenses away

There’s no way that you can be true

I’ll believe you

Don’t you get sick of party favors

That start with a whimper and end with a whisper

And even when every single one of your gestures is a lie

To me, you always ring true

I’ll believe you

The first time the cops came

they were like brand new friends

The second time they came they were a little concerned

They said, “We know all about you

You’re like moths to a flame.”

Yeah we speak too much and none of it’s ever true

What happens to the rat that stops running the maze

The doctors think it’s dumb when it’s just disappointed

I meant it when I said that I would never see you again But no matter how dumb I get

there’s one thing I’ll always do

I’ll believe you