Quick to draw, not like before
With these new habits, in old haunts
And no lines are left because they’ve all been said before

Arrive to deceive, captured in reverie
Are you taken aback? Because I’ve heard some [bad word] and some shameful facts
And with no dismay, warned not to outstay your [bad word] 

Out of luck when you’re weighed up
Take responsibility for what you mean then what you say

It’s a pain that feeds on an intolerance of this
The unfair nature of some,
Fighting a losing battle but I won’t go without an explosion