I'm on to you. And I hope you know.

What... in the fuck... do you want out of me? Fed up with "made you look" and dirty crooks without a clue They all wear the same face And it says, "Hangman, I'm on to you" [Chorus:] Hangman, it's not your fault commit this to memory the bright ideas always get lost along the way Last call for medicine to count me in and turn me loose I never meant to hide anything but I'll never tell the ...