Play the victim, pass the buck

Too afraid to admit that you fucked up

The same old dance, the same old song

You shift the blame, you're never wrong

Exempt from all responsibility

In your head, but not reality

The same old dance, the same old song

The bullshit hill that you'll die on, you're never wrong

My sympathy, something you'll never, ever get

You've made your bed, now fucking lie in it

The same old dance, the same old song

You shift the blame, you're never wrong