Yesterdays Front Page

You should consider yourself and artist of deviation Oh, cause there's no escaping your ways, your ways and as a matter of fact, you've got me trapped With these thoughts buried deep beneath my skin you might as well consider me in the absent No! this is not a test woah, I know it's all for the best Let's get to the point, I'm setting things straight And I've gotta let you know, by no means have I ever been this low With every breath we take, the suspense grows stronger And knowing me, I can't hold this much longer This proposal could be the finest exploit anyone has ever seen taken into account You're fooling with all of these things Tricking your mind to thinking you love me How could you be so naïve? Too blind to see that this wasn't meant to be Let's get to the point, I'm setting things straight And I've gotta let you know, by no means have I ever been this low With every breath we take, the suspense grows stronger And knowing me, I can't hold this much longer This is old news, you are yesterdays front page Too caught up in the act, the curtain's closing on this stage And quit begging me to stay, we're both better of that way Let this go to your head, cause in my eyes you're as good as dead Good as dead! Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Well, consider myself and artist of deviation Oh, cause there's no escaping my ways, my ways and as a matter of fact, I've got you trapped