Pant Pocket Video (MV)

Gave you the most vulnerable parts of me
Laid them in your hands I thought that they were clean
Whispered all my sacred secret in your ear
For you to keep
Thought you'd keep them safe and out of harm's way
Said you'd build a house where we could all stay
Led me to believe you could be trusted
Then you took my most tender thoughts
And sewed them into your pant pocket
Vendetta, after me
Making me out to be some kind of thief
Even though you stole from me
And I don't want any of it back
You left your fingerprints and sullied it
The lights on your halo are dimming
And the smile that you painted is chipping
And I can see you're tired
I can see you growing tired
Vendetta, after me
Making me out to be some kind of thief
Even though you know you've done wrong
And you've stolen from me
I don't want any of it back
You left your fingerprints and sullied it
You left your fingerprints and sullied it
You left your fingerprints and sullied it