I wish that I didn't have to see
 confidant as an enemy
 Counting the lies and the lines you cross
 Helplessly I can only watch

 Dodging words as they ricochet
 Honesty, that'll never pay
 Your convictions, I believe
 Like an apparition haunting me

 Now, the [bad word] is a ball and chain
 Holding my conscience to the flame
 Covered up but still I know
 The secret of the life you're guilty of,
 The smoking gun is what I found
 The dirt I have on you,
 Is the ground...
 Ooh, I'm buried under

 Try to tread through sinking sand,
 In your wake, you know I can't stand
 What I thought was meant to be,
 Is a broken heart weighing down on me

 The [bad word] is a ball and chain
 Holding my conscience to the flame
 Covered up but still I know
 The secret of the life you're guilty of,
 The smoking gun is what I found
 The dirt I have on you,
 Is the ground...
 I'm buried under
 Yeah, I'm buried under
 Oh, I'm buried under

 Can you fall for the wings of a dove
 When the clever wolf is the one you love

 Now, the [bad word] is a ball and chain
 Holding my conscience to the flame
 Covered up but still I know
 The secret of the life you're guilty of,
 The smoking gun is what I found
 The dirt I have on you,
 Is the ground...
 Ooh, I'm buried under

 I wish that I didn't have to see
 confidant as an enemy