Now come on… (Ooh…)
Now come on can't you see?
It's printed in black and white
That the news today
Is that some poor boy lies dead
The papers gloat and tell
They live in Bitch City,
The one that has no soul
It makes me breakdown, breakdown
It makes me breakdown,
Breakdown and cry
It makes me breakdown, breakdown – yeah
So read all about it today…
Do you see all us as fools,
Suckered by your lies?
Yeah, you point the finger
Like some power crazy dude
Sensation pushers hound
To feed their addictions,
See the jackals at your door
It makes me breakdown, breakdown
It makes me breakdown,
Breakdown and cry
Breakdown, breakdown – yeah
So read all about it today
Read all about it
Every day
That ain't news!
It makes me breakdown, breakdown – yeah
It makes me breakdown,
Breakdown and cry
Breakdown, breakdown, yeah
Read all about it today
Might be a breakdown – yeah
I know you know, I know we know
Could be a breakdown
I know you know, I know we know
Might be a breakdown
I know you know, I know we know
Could be a breakdown,
You can't believe that stuff
I know you know, I know we know
Might be a breakdown
