Stereophonics - My Writer
you hang names on your wall
like me crashing to the ground
but you'd like to stone me
why don't you tell it like it really is
I used to treat you right
but when i turn my back on you
You've just enough in my own view
i'd like to shoot you all
why don't you tell it like it really is
why don't you tell it like it really is
why don't you tell it like it always is
why don't you tell it like it always is