Policy of Honesty

You walk in with that abominable look all across your face
This policy of frustrating me is getting us no place
A warm look here, a cold smile there, manipulate with ease
Another one of your little outbursts and I've lost control of my faculties

I've been wasted, love's been squandered, that's just how I feel
And this ramshackle sort of love you bring is nothing but purest evil
You've got your ways to bend, and to break
And I'm going through withdrawal so bad I start to, I start to, I start to shake

This policy of honesty is killing me
It's killing, killing me

I'm wasting away

This policy of honesty is killing me
It's killing me