Only the truth she reckons she holds
Only the truth she reckons she holds
The way she walks is scripted and taught
Don t give her an eye or she ll sniper your mind
You can see by her hands that she s been there before,
She lifts up her glass as if to bring down the mass
Only the truth she reckons she holds
Only the truth she reckons she holds
Climbing the stairs as if to follow her prayers
Her golden laced boots may stop you right there.
Hand on your arm as she greets all your friends,
Then with a twist of lime it seems a bitter end.
Only the truth she reckons she holds
Only the truth she reckons she holds
The girl with many different strategies.
Wakes the wolves to curse them to their knees.
She s in the one by the riverbank so it s easier for her to drown you.
And she claims.
Oh she claims
It s only the truth she holds in her hands
