Come back like gum that's been stuck in the same place
Pitchfork lit nights with forked tongues licking my face
And you do not invite me on the bank
And you're tight rope had finally dropped
It's out of my hands now you cry
And who rides? I do. Who knows me better than you?
And who rides? I do. Who knows me better than you?
Oh you do
Come dressed with compliments scattered over your green face
You're speaking in time with the man just guarding your place
And you sit paranoid, what is the time? Who's that there? Where's the old frame of mind
I've been wishing I spared
And who rides with you? Who knows me better than you?
And who rides with you? Who knows me better than you?
Oh you do
Pitchfork lit nights with forked tongues licking my face
And you do not invite me on the bank
And you're tight rope had finally dropped
It's out of my hands now you cry
And who rides? I do. Who knows me better than you?
And who rides? I do. Who knows me better than you?
Oh you do
Come dressed with compliments scattered over your green face
You're speaking in time with the man just guarding your place
And you sit paranoid, what is the time? Who's that there? Where's the old frame of mind
I've been wishing I spared
And who rides with you? Who knows me better than you?
And who rides with you? Who knows me better than you?
Oh you do
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