Text: The Afghan Whigs. Now You Know.

Since you're aware of the consequences
I can pimp what's left of this wreck on you
Bit into a rotten one, now didn't you?
Now I watch you chew, chew, chew
And I watch you chew, chew, chew

Did you have blinders on my dear
Or were you just willing me?
Or was I unaware of the damage a lie can do?
Well I thought you knew, knew, knew
I thought you knew, knew, knew

Listen up
Drive it off
Punctuate it with a smoker's cough
Light it up
Stick around
I told you somebody's going down now

Spit it up
Get it out
Let me kiss that beautiful mouth
Tell me is it the same?
My sweetness, my everything

And is this condescending a comfort at all to you?
We bit into a rotten one
Now didn't we?
Well, now it's through, through, through
Now it's through, through, through
Now it's through, through, through
Now it's through