You're the spoiltest arrogantest little twit I've ever known
And not one who's a heart within the eyes
And if there is, I may be wrong, and I'd be the first to say
Then it's surely one that is normally disguised
You wander round the world, such a pretty little girl
As though it's obvious the planet spins for you
And if we weren't to spoil that arrogantest little twit
Then the tantrum would be legend to the sole surviving few
Who all sing...
How high do we jump?
How far do we run?
How much can you push us, till enough is enough?
It's the same old song
I should have know all along
That you'd turn on a dime
But I'm gonna make it easy this time
And do the talking for once
'Cause you've got a way to go and you need to know
A little more humble won't kill you
You've got a real problem with truth
When you know it's all true
I swear of love had a brother half the braun, half the size
I'd have punched him fair and square between the eyes
Taking what I'm given, and giving him what for
I could at least have peace of mind if I could not enjoy the prize
While I sing...
How high do I jump?
How far do I run?
How much can you push me, till enough is enough?
It's the same old song
I should have know all along
That you'd turn on a dime
But I'm gonna make it easy this time
And do the talking for once
'Cause you've got a way to go and you need to know
A little more humble won't kill you
You've got a real problem with truth
When you know it's all true
You take one step forwards
Then in two steps, you go back again
You offer no warning
No reason, it could happen any when
But I've gone and changed all the plans dear
You won't be needed any more, no more
And I can hardly till the day when I see just...
How high you will jump
How far you will run
How much you will regret
All the damage you've done
It's a new damned song
I should have known all along
That you'd turn on a dime
But I'm gonna make it easy this time
And do the talking for once
'Cause you've got a way to go and you need to know
A little more humble won't kill you, no
You've got a real problem with truth
Yeah you've got a real problem with truth
I said you've got a real problem with truth
When you know it's all true
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You're the spoiltest arrogantest little twit I've ever known
And not one who's a heart within the eyes
And if there is, I may be wrong, and I'd be the first to say
Then it's surely one that is normally disguised
You wander round the world, such a pretty little girl
As though it's obvious the planet spins for you
And if we weren't to spoil that arrogantest little twit
Then the tantrum would be legend to the sole surviving few
Who all sing...
How high do we jump?
How far do we run?
How much can you push us, till enough is enough?
It's the same old song
I should have know all along
That you'd turn on a dime
But I'm gonna make it easy this time
And do the talking for once
'Cause you've got a way to go and you need to know
A little more humble won't kill you
You've got a real problem with truth
When you know it's all true
I swear of love had a brother half the braun, half the size
I'd have punched him fair and square between the eyes
Taking what I'm given, and giving him what for
I could at least have peace of mind if I could not enjoy the prize
While I sing...
How high do I jump?
How far do I run?
How much can you push me, till enough is enough?
It's the same old song
I should have know all along
That you'd turn on a dime
But I'm gonna make it easy this time
And do the talking for once
'Cause you've got a way to go and you need to know
A little more humble won't kill you
You've got a real problem with truth
When you know it's all true
You take one step forwards
Then in two steps, you go back again
You offer no warning
No reason, it could happen any when
But I've gone and changed all the plans dear
You won't be needed any more, no more
And I can hardly till the day when I see just...
How high you will jump
How far you will run
How much you will regret
All the damage you've done
It's a new damned song
I should have known all along
That you'd turn on a dime
But I'm gonna make it easy this time
And do the talking for once
'Cause you've got a way to go and you need to know
A little more humble won't kill you, no
You've got a real problem with truth
Yeah you've got a real problem with truth
I said you've got a real problem with truth
When you know it's all true
And not one who's a heart within the eyes
And if there is, I may be wrong, and I'd be the first to say
Then it's surely one that is normally disguised
You wander round the world, such a pretty little girl
As though it's obvious the planet spins for you
And if we weren't to spoil that arrogantest little twit
Then the tantrum would be legend to the sole surviving few
Who all sing...
How high do we jump?
How far do we run?
How much can you push us, till enough is enough?
It's the same old song
I should have know all along
That you'd turn on a dime
But I'm gonna make it easy this time
And do the talking for once
'Cause you've got a way to go and you need to know
A little more humble won't kill you
You've got a real problem with truth
When you know it's all true
I swear of love had a brother half the braun, half the size
I'd have punched him fair and square between the eyes
Taking what I'm given, and giving him what for
I could at least have peace of mind if I could not enjoy the prize
While I sing...
How high do I jump?
How far do I run?
How much can you push me, till enough is enough?
It's the same old song
I should have know all along
That you'd turn on a dime
But I'm gonna make it easy this time
And do the talking for once
'Cause you've got a way to go and you need to know
A little more humble won't kill you
You've got a real problem with truth
When you know it's all true
You take one step forwards
Then in two steps, you go back again
You offer no warning
No reason, it could happen any when
But I've gone and changed all the plans dear
You won't be needed any more, no more
And I can hardly till the day when I see just...
How high you will jump
How far you will run
How much you will regret
All the damage you've done
It's a new damned song
I should have known all along
That you'd turn on a dime
But I'm gonna make it easy this time
And do the talking for once
'Cause you've got a way to go and you need to know
A little more humble won't kill you, no
You've got a real problem with truth
Yeah you've got a real problem with truth
I said you've got a real problem with truth
When you know it's all true
Writer: Kye Thomas
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