I am the crook who robs me I am my own adversary I am my enemy I am my enemy And my mouth is an army And when the night falls on me I become anything, but free I get so sick of this It gets ridiculous My mouth is an army The sound in my mouth It gets so loud It gets so loud Little words can’t slip out Words like sorry And I’m so sorry Yeah I am the tyrant of this couse I am the beater of the dead horse I am the irritant I am the irritant And my mouth is a brute force Here we are in another night Gearing up for a social accident Where we pick part, I pick sides, I pick fights My mouth is an army The sound in my mouth It gets so loud It gets so loud Little words can’t slip out Words like sorry The sound in my mouth It gets so loud It gets so loud Little words can’t slip out Words like sorry And I’m so sorry Yeah Where will you find yourself Without love? Give love to someone else Is that enough? If love is to find yourself Are you finding love? Or are you picking sides? The sound in my mouth It gets so loud (7x) The sound in my mouth It gets so loud It gets so loud Little words can’t slip out Words like sorry And I’m so sorry