Excuse me, yeah I'm talking to younLook in the mirror, could you tell menWhat you see?nHard hearts are crashing in a crowded roomnYou never felt so good, you never felt so freennSave you from yourselfnBefore you start to deal with everyone elsenYou should have kept it to yourselfnNow we're looking to fight, this isn't alrightnAlright, you better hold your scripted tonguenIf you ever plan to use those words againnThe future doesn't make much sensenWith you at the helm with your friendsnThis is where that endsnnYou've got a problem herenThe tide is turning you inside outnnThis won't take long your reign is donenWe are the innocent onesnYou can't take back the damage donenThis is the last time you will shinenSpare us your excusen'Cuz this exercise of self-abusenWill swallow everything that you hold dearnThe further you are, the closer we getnThe more you need to hold your scripted tonguenIf you ever plan to use those words againnThe hallways are filled with silencenAnd gawking stares that don't carenThis is where that endsnnThis is the last time you will shinenThe last time you will shinenShine