They Might Be Giants - Your Own Worst Enemy lyrics
[They Might Be Giants - Your Own Worst Enemy lyrics]
Ringing the bell on the door
And the person inside says nobody's home
So your own worst enemy peeks inside
And sees you softly weeping as
Some music fills the room
And the song they play
Is that guy with the messed up face
Going, precious and few are
The moments that you
And your own worst enemy share
Full bottle in front of me
Time to roll up my sleeves and get to work
And after many glasses of work
I get paid in the brain
And the song they play
Is that guy with the messed up face
Going, precious and few are
The moments that you
And your own worst enemy share
And the song they play
Is that guy with the messed up face
Going, precious and few are
The moments that you
And your own worst enemy share
It's your own worst enemy
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