You’re Lucky I’m Nice

I feel sorry for you, I do must be miserable Living inside your head like you do Like a minefield trapped in a spiral, bitter to resentful insecure to vengeful Cause you talk talk talk but can you back it up Cause you’re push push pushin, you’re pushin your luck And I’m trying my best to take the higher ground But you’re making it so hard You’re lucky I’m nice An aspiring Machavellian And how’s that working for you babe? ‘Cause the truth always come back to bite ya And there is no escape when your Words turn into your reputation And maybe you should have Shh Kept quiet Well you can’t hide now