You're blowing your chance

You're slow at the start

Show your hand, you're falling apart

And this argument is getting confused



We'll call in the guards

Call them quick

You never work, phoning in sick

You're blaming me but you never prove



And we're rational but you'd never know

Circumstance beyond control



This conversation is ending starting right now

The version of truth that you're sending

Will not be allowed



I'm coughing this copy

I'm talking TV

You're better up writing it out

Than talking to me



Empty bottles on both ends

I'm going to bed

Describing your weekend in detail

Is hurting my head



And we're rational but you'd never know

In this circumstance beyond control



This conversation is ending starting right now

The version of truth that you're sending

Will not be allowed



You're blowing your chance

You're slow at the start

Show your hand, you're falling apart

And this argument is getting confused