Overthrown

So the self I've known is overthrown You should know not to place Too much blame our fade is slow I kiss your face and I know Just what that shows But the lie is my bread And I bet nobody knows I tore the lily from its branches You've given me too many chances Quiet now, I'm so quiet... Quiet now, I'll be quiet... But the lamp stutters off When it comes back, then I'll be caught But the lie is my bread And I bet I'll never have enough I tore the lily from its branches You've given me too many chances Quiet now, I'm so quiet... Quiet now, I'll be quiet...