We're digging up bones
We're digging up bones
You're kicking up dirt and picking up stones
You're running out of time
No matter where you hide, you will be coming out alone
No hope, no progress, no permanent mark
No one will miss you when you're gone
You'll face your public alone in the dark
You will regret your fame
We'll call you out by your government name
You've been running your mouth
Been running your mouth
We're watching the with become the without
You've living on lies 'til your celebrity dies
Your fading flame will be snuffed out
No hope, no prospects
Just fair-weather fans
No one will catch you when you fall
This show is over
They've canceled your plans
Bested at your own game
They'll call you out by your government name
No hope, no progress, no permanent mark
No one will miss you when you're gone
You'll face your public alone in the dark
You will regret your fame
We'll call you out by your government name