Writing On The Wall

I've read the writing on the wall, I wrote it myself
(Can't trust the peacemakers anymore)
I saw the truth right in the eyes, in the mirror, baby
(Still hanging vertical on the wall)
Listen, why you writing like you're still in school, girl?
(B-b-busy drawing a line, drawing a line)
You've got the skills, so why you act a fool, girl?
(W-w-w-w-wishing well, wishing well)

You know you're inside, and you think it's alright
To push you' goons ahead of you, while you pick the fight
You know how to round me up, I'll give you that much
There's way more to me, than will ever meet your eye
Nothing worth to know about me
Nothing worth to know about me

I tasted the flavour of the month, before it turned sour
(I made the recipe years ago)
I tell whats wrong from what is right, I get paid by the hour
(I went ahead and bought the whole store)

Why you talking like you're still in school, boy?
(B-b-busy drawing the line, drawing the line, drawing the line)
You've got the mouth so why don't open it up, boy?
(W-w-w-w-wishing well, wishing well)

You know you're inside, and you think it's alright
To push you' goons ahead of you, while you pick the fight
You know how to round me up, I'll give you that much
There's way more to me, than will ever meet your eye

You know, you know, you know
Nothing worth to know about me
Nothing worth to know about me