Have I heard this before?
It sounds familiar to me
Looks like you're at it once again
Ideas behind closed doors
Guarded by lock and key
Does your deceit show any end?

You're asking for a war
Now we've got this between us and no matter where you are you stand on faulty ground
I thought you had a soul, not the kind you used to walk all over me

Now you're accused of theft
Plagiarized my spilled heart but don't think you'll get away with it
So now just drop your case
You have nothing left
Cut your loses
Leave the rest you're dead to creation dead to me
You are so dead to me

You're asking for a war
Now we've got this between us and no matter where you are you stand on faulty ground
I thought you had a soul, not the kind you used to walk all over me