Crossed out a lyric, discerned I rewrote the start, with a stab at the end I blotted out all that I've wrote Rubbed away distance, I smooth out the false And those are honest words It's the first time Otherwise I'm told I'm waiting to choke them way down in my throat Those are honest words Blindfolded holding the tail You pushed in your pin and yet you're destined to fail for you've Suffered three rounds of the fight, a cut to the eye brow, a hook to the right A jab to the temple You're back on the roads, smooth out the false Not for a lyric amend A stab at the start, contrite at the end And those are honest words It's the first time Otherwise I'm told, waiting to choke them way down in my throat Those are honest words It's the first time Otherwise I'm told waiting to choke them way down in my throat Those are honest words It's the first time Otherwise I'm told waiting to choke them way down in my throat Those are honest words Crossed out a lyric, discerned Rewrote the start