turnin' my back
strypes, the
i'm turnin' my back on you
a glimpse into your train of thought
your misplaced sense of blame and justice
i think the hairspray's gone to your head
well this whole episode i'd rather soon forget
i'm turnin' my back on you
we never underestimate how long a second can feel
when every glance is a combat stance every word is a meal
i've been feeling this way for a while
everything you lack you make up for in denial
i'm turnin' my back on you
stranded in the present tense
convictions sitting on the fence
my gaze is skirting round the room
stranded in the present tense
convictions sitting on the fence
my gaze is skirting round the room
i think the hairspray's gone to your head
well this whole episode i'd rather soon forget
i'm turnin' my back on you