We pulled it off right in front of your eyes like it was magic

they'll find us dead for this they'll find us dead when you paint the

town a lovely crimson red just wait till you get home they'll find us dead for this

they'll find us dead they'll find us dead for smiling

the trash we were talking all last night or the compliments we sent

we will get what we deserve every thing that goes around

it comes back around again the trash you were talking all last night

or the compliments you sent you will get what you deserve

every thing that goes around it comes back around again

stop whispering if you're going to speak you better make it good