No room for doubt, accusations one to ten
You've got my number, boy, you've got my number, boy
No wasting time now you've got me dialled
I'm one hundred eleven less than perfection
[Refrain:]
Pride has faltered now you're left crawling (Keep your disease)
sealed lips will not cease the calling (Your disease)
Pride has faltered now you're left crawling (No shame)
Sealed lips will not cease the calling
Pathetic eyes complimenting what's inside
I've got your number, boy, I've got your number, boy
So appalled as I watch you purge
Now see if your fiction reads salvation
[Refrain:]
Pride has faltered now you're left crawling (Keep your disease)
sealed lips will not cease the calling (Your disease)
Pride has faltered now you're left crawling (No shame)
Sealed lips will not cease the calling
No room for doubt, no pity is deserved
You've got my number, boy, you've got my number, boy
Coincidence, you assessed correct
I'm one hundred eleven less than perfection
[Refrain:]
Pride has faltered now you're left crawling (Keep your disease)
sealed lips will not cease the calling (Your disease)
Pride has faltered now you're left crawling (No shame)
Sealed lips will not cease the calling