What's my Talent?

Well I tripped. I fell down naked.
Well I scratched my knees. They bled.
Sew up my eyes: need no more.
In our game there is no score.

Forgive me Father. Why should You bother?
Try honesty. Try honestly.
Hop in your dumptruck. Reverse for good luck.
Ride over me. Right over me.
Take on the whole world. Fight with the young girls.
Die, Tragedy. Die, Tragedy.
Call me a cheapskate? Come on for Pete's sake.
Cry, Agony. Cry, Agony.

I'm insane -- it's your fault. So sly.
Your well of lies ran dry,
And I cut the cord. Free fall.
From so high we seem so small.
- Billy Talent, Try Honesty

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