The Saints of Violence and Innuendo

Not a hostage, not a scapegoat
Not a thing wrong except you're cutthroat
So get your hands up before the boat sinks
'Cause this ain't one for all, yeah, this is groupthink

We got a ways to go, we need a stepping stone
I guess we're on our own, ain't that a bitch though?
We got a ways to go, we need a stepping stone
I guess we're on our own, ain't that a bitch though?

Tell me the truth or tell me a lie
Tell me what I gotta say to get outta this room alive
Show me the answers or give me a clue
There's not enough space in the miles between me and you
Oh no, here we go
Here come the saints of violence and innuendo
So tell me the truth, are you really surprised?
You live in a world where empathy goes to die

Kill the rich kids, shoot the sad boy
Stab the pretty girl, go buy some new toys
Not a hostage, not a scapegoat
Not a thing wrong except you're cutthroat

We got a ways to go, we need a stepping stone
I guess we're on our own, ain't that a bitch though?
We got a ways to go, we need a stepping stone
I guess we're on our own, ain't that a bitch though?

Tell me the truth or tell me a lie
Tell me what I gotta say to get outta this room alive
Show me the answers or give me a clue
There's not enough space in the miles between me and you

Oh no, here we go
Here come the saints of violence and innuendo
So tell me the truth, are you really surprised?
You live in a world where empathy goes to die

Not a hostage
Not a hostage
Not a hostage
Not a scapegoat
Not a scapegoat
Not a scapegoat
Tell the truth
Tell the truth

Tell me the truth or tell me a lie
Tell me what I gotta say to get outta this room alive
Show me the answers or give me a clue
There's not enough space in the miles between me and you

Oh no, here we go
Here come the saints of violence and innuendo
So tell me the truth, are you really surprised?
You live in a world where empathy goes to die
Tell the truth
Tell the truth
Tell the truth
Tell the truth