Live by the sword die by the sword
They're all assassins
They're all assassins
Hold your head high never swing low
Don't look behind you
There's no one there
Pre-Chorus
What would you do if I was standing right in front of you?
What would you say, the same thing you say yesterday?
Chorus
I don't have to say goodbye
You don't get to see me cry
You put me in a glass jar and tap, tap, tap to see how I move
Yeah, you put me in a glass jar and tap, tap, tap to see how I move
Verse 2
Get or be got whether you like it or not
They're all assassins
They're all assassins
Chin up buttercup, even when your ears are burnin'
Don't take the bait
Let the hater's hate