I the Mighty - Cutting Room Floor lyrics

If hell broke out in the White House
How long would it take for
Word to carry here? Would it stay hush hush
'til the weather changed
'Til the sun warmed the snow and fears?
Well, I would wanna know, I would wanna know
And it's strange to me that
You could barely care
You say, "Like this stolen ground
No one's golden now
We're all made of bronze and steel"

Why don't you leave, just leave?
You make a horrible point
With your eyes looking low
So leave, just leave
You're on the cutting board
The cutting board of the cutting room floor

You're gonna wake to a whole different scene
All your pretty lights and neon
Signs replaced with green
And as you curse the river bed
That you throw your compass in
There's comfort 'round the bend
But this house is filled
With crooks and liars
We regret to inform you there's
No love here for you
(I know you're coming with
The worst intentions, bring the flood)
So take your hooks and pliers
We regret to inform you
You're the lowest form

So leave, just leave
You make a horrible point with
Your eyes looking low so leave, just leave
You're on the cutting board
The cutting board of the cutting room floor

You've got this crazy notion
You've ripped this out by the seams
You can't even fathom how with every
Word you try to say
You dig yourself a hole you can't escape
And that's a little bit more
Than what you came here for
Isn't it funny how little respect you get
When you burn the world for a paycheck?

Leave, just leave
You make a horrible point with
Your eyes looking low so leave, just leave
You're on the cutting board
The cutting board of the cutting room floor

(Cutting room floor, cutting room floor)