An Idiot's Guide to Being an Asshole Songtext
von Counterpunch

So you can tell them what you want
I know you′ll do it anyways
Belt out empty lies and they'll empathize with all you′ll have to say
About why you crossed the line
And keep on living out this lie
And I'm afraid you can't just pick
Things up and leave this mess behind

Gassed up that bridge with match in hand
But the joke′s on you
Time is passing and you must decide
Do you fear the things that I have to hide?
Listen up and fall in line and be happy with the rank and file
You′ll think back and crack a smile
'Cause life′s too short to live it in denial

We all know that
You don't have that long to abstain
You can′t turn back
Before you're a part of this game


I know I promised I would be there for you but you′re on your own
These times we've seen only lend themselves to
Leave you standing on your own while you're contemplating
Ending what has just begun
A tiny spot on a burning son

You give it up and take it back
But the stabs go deep when on constant attack
These bonds must not be broken
On this tie that binds

So you′re still standing here
Looking at the hand that you′ve been dealt
Is it what you wanted?
Well, step right up and I'll get you your reprieve fulfilled through
Hollowed eyes stripped clean from over-gazing
A constant eye on the prize
Overshadows everything you′ve ever thought you'd care to know

Gassed up this bridge with match in hand
But the joke′s on you
Time is passing and you must decide
Do you fear everything that I have to hide?
Listen up and fall in line and be happy with the rank and file
You'll think back and crack a smile
Cause life′s too short to live it in denial


We all know that
You don't have that long to abstain
You can't turn back
Before you′re a part of this game

I know I promised I would be there for you but you′re on your own
These times we've seen only lend themselves to
Leave you standing on your own while you′re contemplating
Ending what has just begun
A tiny spot on a burning son

Now I can trust you
As far as I can throw
You've weighed me down and now there′s nothing left to say
And since we're done down here
And since we′re through
Are you waiting for your parting gift?

Turn around and accept your weakness
This is not your call to arms
This is just a false alarm and it's time to abort
And it's time to abort
You can only strive to be perfect
The disillusions keep you sane
It′s a hard fact to choke on when your not even in the game

I know I promised I would be there for you
A promise I would keep if I knew how
If I could only find a way to wipe that grin right off your face
Maybe things would change and I could stay