She doesn't speak
She only shouts over the crowd
She's never wrong
And she'll let you know loud and proud
But we made friends
We thought different but it still made sense
I wasn't satisfied
'Cause all of the words she spoke were lies
That bitch is a receptionist
No one tells the receptionist she's wrong
She's only there to make a list
Spit back all direction of the law
Honey, where's your head?
No one's running at me, I'm not dead
I know you want me safe
But didn't you hear a word my therapist said?
She says you're wrong
You're selfish and you're hurting everyone
You want what's best for me but stealing all the rest of me
And you've done enough to prove you're killing me
That bitch is a receptionist
No one tells the receptionist she's wrong
She's only there to make a list
Spit back all direction of the law
And she don't even understand
How any of the statements translate
They seem so perfect on a slate
But in real life just writings on the wall
I don't want what you're selling today
I don't want what you're selling today
I don't want what you're selling today, hey
That bitch is a receptionist
No one tells the receptionist she's wrong
She's only there to make a list
Spit back all direction of the law
And she don't even understand
How any of the statements translate
They seem so perfect on a slate
But in real life just writings on the wall
So shove the law down
Shove the words down
I can swallow the pill
I can choke it down
Shove the law down
Shove the words down
I can swallow the pill
I can choke it down