Why Am I Always Right? Lyrics - Singles - Nightmare Of You

You were sickened with the vowing of silence 

I was taken by your permanent high 

Two lovers, are you turned on? How romantic! 

Now I need a guillotine to get you off my mind 

You were swept up in the buzz of a marriage 

I was secretly hoping one of us might die 

A close call would have ended up with the carriage 

Let's call it 'X', no let's just call it 'Y' 

You're just like your dad 

Surprise! You don't only share his eyes 

It's the drink that's in your hand 

It's that knack for telling awful lies 

Why am I always right? 

As you slept away the day in my bedroom 

I found a criminal use for your pillow 

I love you terribly, I swear that this is true 

But I just can't stop my hands from smothering you 

I skipped town on a flight to your city 

There I crept up to your lover's window 

He poured a scotch and sobbed alone in the kitchen 

I took dead aim, and then I let it blow! 

You're just like your dad 

Surprise! You don't only share his eyes 

It's the drink that's in your hand 

It's that knack for telling awful lies 

You're just like your dad 

Surprise! You don't only share his eyes 

It's the drink that's in your hand 

It's that knack for telling awful lies 

Why am I always right? 

Stick a fork in a socket, do what you'd like 

Just make sure that I'm far out of your life 

Take an axe to your fingers, carve out your eyes 

And cut out your tongue and we'll call this a tie 

Cut out your lying tongue and we'll call this a tie 

You're just like your dad 

Surprise! You don't only share his eyes 

Like your dad 

Surprise! You don't only share his eyes 

It's the drink that's in your hand 

It's that knack for telling awful lies 

It's the drink that's in your hand 

It's that knack for telling awful lies 

It's the drink that's in your hand 

It's that knack for telling awful lies 

Why am I always right?