So goddamn easy to write this,
You make it spill on the page.
So drunk on yourself, self-righteous,
A laughing stock of your own f*cking sage.
But I ain't one to call names,
Or throw stones in a house of glass.
You try me.
This is a motherf*cking invitation
The only one you could ever need.
This is a motherf*cking invitation.
You try me.
Just one time you got a reason,
But you had nothing to lose.
A blind preacher for the pin-eyed congregation,
It must be easy to loathe.
But I ain't one of those names,
Or throw stones in a house of glass.
You try me.
This is a motherf*cking invitation
The only one you could ever need.
This is a motherf*cking invitation.
You try me.
You can tell the same lie a thousand times,
But it never gets any more true,
So close your eyes once more and once more believe
That they all still believe in you.
Just one time.
This is a motherf*cking invitation
The only one you could ever need
This is a motherf*cking invitation
Just one time
This is a motherf*cking invitation
You try me
Just one time
You try me
Just one time
You try me
You try me