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I'm the best guest, I'm the worst host

I rule with a fist and see through clothes

And the yes men are all no-shows

'Cause I rule a kingdom where no man goes

When I diplomat where I visit

Wanna paint your towns in my image

But today I wondered, "Why is it

That when you wanna paint mine, I grimace?”

I get anxious and shifty

I don't like what you wanna do with me

There's a peace in the piece I abandon

But I long for a new friend to hit me

If you want in, don't tempt me

'Cause the cleanest of houses are empty

So I make right, write an invite

To the nobody left to have left me

I wish I could love the way you test me

So I locked my door, but time didn't

And no one knew where I'd been, and

Can you walk back in and try fitting

When you're gone that long and die living?

Wanna let you intermit me

Wanna rule this kingdom with me?

If I wanted to feed you from my hand

Why on earth does it feel like you bit me?

Don't you want in? Please tempt me

This house is no good empty

Can I make right on an old light?

Try to be who I said when you met me?

I wish I could love the way you test me

I wish I could love the way you test me

I wish I could love the way you test me

I wish I could love the way you test me

I wish I could love the way you test me

Wanna make right on an old light

Try to be who I said when you met me