Ten After Two - Dead After Dallas lyrics

It's not for the fame Not so much a catch and you fall apart It's such a sad excuse I'll hang Hang Hang Until it's done Don't ever tell me we're the f**ing same I've got bigger plans than this And it's not for the fame Not so much a catch when you fall apart It's such a sad excuse It's all the same A sad excuse I've got a layer of hell sitting under my skin All these strings have become knots Let's cut them all With only regrets I can hardly see straight So wash me white as snow With no persuasion and only contradiction These lies are all I know I need an answer I need the truth I need an outing (Why have we pushed so hard) All these strings have become knots And I'm bound to fall if I'm left on my own I have had it up to the brink So hang hang hang until it's done