Lyric Simple
It never was that simple, the feelings in my head
To try to rearrange the things that I have done and said
It never was that easy, trying to contend
With the anger surging through my blood right to my fingerends
Thought that I could sort it out, tell you what I knew
Tell you what I thought about, think I tell you
I never did believe you, you covered it so well
And if you ever get a life, I hope that it s in hell
I wish that I could kill you, I d slit your ugly throat
I d wrap you up in concrete and throw you from a boat
Oh no, oh no
Oh no
It s not that simple, it never was that simple, it s not that simple
You push me on much further, I m gonna lose my head
And if I focused with my eyes, I d probably see red
You ll never feel my anger cause it happens far too quick
I ll open and I ll close up but you won t feel a prick
Thought that I could sort it out, tell you what I knew
Tell you what I thought about, think I tell you
You say I m being nasty, you haven t seen the worst
I get up to my old tricks and that ll really hurt
I know that you ll be waiting, picking up on threads
Of faking information that s growing in your head
Oh no, oh no
Oh no
It s not that simple, it never was that simple, it s not that simple
To try to rearrange the things that I have done and said
It never was that easy, trying to contend
With the anger surging through my blood right to my fingerends
Thought that I could sort it out, tell you what I knew
Tell you what I thought about, think I tell you
I never did believe you, you covered it so well
And if you ever get a life, I hope that it s in hell
I wish that I could kill you, I d slit your ugly throat
I d wrap you up in concrete and throw you from a boat
Oh no, oh no
Oh no
It s not that simple, it never was that simple, it s not that simple
You push me on much further, I m gonna lose my head
And if I focused with my eyes, I d probably see red
You ll never feel my anger cause it happens far too quick
I ll open and I ll close up but you won t feel a prick
Thought that I could sort it out, tell you what I knew
Tell you what I thought about, think I tell you
You say I m being nasty, you haven t seen the worst
I get up to my old tricks and that ll really hurt
I know that you ll be waiting, picking up on threads
Of faking information that s growing in your head
Oh no, oh no
Oh no
It s not that simple, it never was that simple, it s not that simple