Songwriters: Bartlett, Scott;Dixon, Blake;Null, Jason;Taylor, Eric;Weeks, Jared
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Heaven knows, the devil's told
Everything on you is getting out of control
I see your fist raised up and clinched
I know you better than this
Better than this
Don't hold your breath
Just get as far away as you can possibly get
I know you better than you
I'm takin' my time 'cause I got nothing to do
Nothing to do
Wait a minute, something's wrong
I know it won't take long
Let's burn a hole into the sky
And take a look into God's eyes
I know it don't seem right
But it won't take all night
I'm not tryin' to save the planet
I just don't like this noose I'm hangin' from
Red faced, short breathed
Yeah, I'm takin' it all until there's nothing left
For you to prove
Yeah, I'm takin' my time 'cause I got nothing to do
Nothing to do
Wait a minute, something's wrong
I know it won't take long
Let's burn a hole into the sky
And take a look into God's eyes
I know it don't seem right
But it won't take all night
I'm not tryin' to save the planet
I just don't like this noose I'm hangin' from
Hangin' from
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Why don't you make up your mind?
Why don't you make up your mind?
Why don't you make up your mind?
Why don't you make up your mind?
Why don't you make up your mind?
Why don't you make up your mind?
Wait a minute, something's wrong
I know it won't take long
Let's burn a hole into the sky
And take a look into God's eyes
I know it don't seem right
But it won't take all night
I'm not tryin' to save the planet
I just don't like this noose I'm hangin' from
I just don't like this noose I'm hangin' from
I just don't like this noose I'm hangin' from
I just don't like this noose I'm hangin' from
(Heaven knows, the devil's told)
I just don't like this noose I'm hangin' from
I just don't like this noose I'm hangin' from
(Heaven knows, the devil's told)
I just don't like this noose I'm hangin' from
Why don't you make up your mind?
Why don't you make up your mind?
(Hangin' from!)
Why don't you make up your mind?
Why don't you make up your mind?
Why don't you make up your mind?
Why don't you make up your mind?
Heaven knows, the devil's told
Everything on you is getting out of control
I see your fist raised up and clinched
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