I've got a sneaking suspicion
Concerning conditions regarding
Your closet is overgrown;
It's overflowin' with skulls and bones

It's filling up and spilling out,
Inside your room down from your house

Believe, believe, believe me there's no lie
Better than the one you tell yourself

“the phone is ringing I'm beginning to put it all together
Like a puzzle with the pieces missing”

It's a massacre at the ambassador hotel
It smells like something's fishy
A lady in the polka dot dress witnessed,
Just like the one you're wearing

Believe, believe, believe me there's no lie
Better than the one you tell yourself

Believe me when I say, I don't believe a single word you say

Believe, believe, believe me there's no lie
Better than the one you tell yourself

If you knew I knew, if you knew I knew
{then I'd be dead}