Smoking Gun

Are we all another vague impression
Inadvantage of a guilt discretion
All the promise of a world we sought to be
All the panic of an ill obsession

I'm not the one
I can feel you drawing lines
What have I done
How am I left holding fast
I'm not the one
I can feel you drawing lines
What have I done
How am I left holding fast
This smoking gun

Can we have another convoersaiton
Do we share in us a fascination
See the bottom of a bottle black and white
See the callin' in the complication

I'm not the one
I can feel you drawing lines
What have I done
How am I left holding fast
I'm not the one
I can feel you drawing lines
What have I done
How am I left holding fast
This smoking gun

We take and we say that we made it
We fake and we say we created
We take and we say that we made it
We fake and we say

I'm not the one
I can feel you drawing lines
What have I done
How am I left holding fast
I'm not the one
I can feel you drawing lines
What have I done
How am I left holding fast
This smoking gun