[ Featuring
the Lost Boys ]
What the hell have I been hearing
About the places I've been going
About the people I've been seeing
About the rules I'm overthrowing
You always talk too much
And it all gets back to me
You've got a sieve for a mouth
Spilling out words like sand in which I'm sinking
You've got a hole in your head
Letting out all the things that you've been thinking
Of all the lies I hear you telling
The one that pierces me the most
Of all the garbage you've been selling
Is that you meant no harm, they need to know
You always run your mouth
And it will bite you in the end
You've got a sieve for a mouth
Spilling out words like sand in which I'm sinking
You've got a hole in your head
Letting out all the things that you've been thinking
You've got a sieve for a mouth
Spilling out words like sand in which I'm sinking
You've got a hole in your head (woah)
Letting out all the things that you've been thinking
You've got a sieve for a mouth
