From the recording Talk is Cheap

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Anna: vocals, guitar
Matt Brown: guitars, bass
James McAlister: drums

Lyrics

Tell me what I can count on
Show me what you can do
Some things are measured in minutes
and I’ve lost all faith in you
Don’t complain to me about them
The enemies you still defend
You hate yourself enough to keep them
I hate that you still call them friends
In the fog of your addictions, you can’t see your friends
If you weren’t so distracted, you’d not let that in
The world is such a simple place of supply and demand
Every god has a fanboy, and there’s an ass for every seat
They can say that it doesn’t concern me
But I don’t want you to go down that way
I can see that you’re being reactive
I know it’s hard to hear the things I say
But this is more than just my opinion
It’s not a matter of that you don’t agree
I know it scares you to rip open the surface
And face the pain buried underneath
In the fog of all these victims, you can’t see your friends
If you weren’t so dejected, you’d not let that in…
Licking wounds is not enough to heal them
You’d not allow that kind of shit from me
Why do you stay a perpetual victim?
Why won’t you challenge that reality?
Don’t take this as a persecution
Those who love you have your best at heart
But when you push away the allies who love you
You can expect a reckoning’s not far
In the fog of all these victims, you can’t see your friends
If you weren’t so consenting, you’d not let that in…
So tell me what I can count on, show me what you can do
Don’t waste a chance for an honest redemption
I don’t want to lose my faith in you