something held me down and made me make a promise
that i wouldn't tell when the truth forgets about us
but saying it now comes easily
after finding out how you've been using me.

at least the dark don't hide it.

now death is going to hold us up in the mirror
and say we're so much alike we must be brothers
see I've had a job to do but people like you
have been doing it for me to one another

at least i don't hide it.