(Van Dyne / Taylor) 

I know what they’ll say
Fifteen minutes of fame
Why would I want this?
Still they can’t resist

Taunting me with their echo
It’s louder than my voice
Under oath and burden of proof
Cross examined, I object

Why won’t you believe me?
I’ve told you the truth
All of you are against me
I cannot convince you
So quick to deal my sentence
A madman’s jury

I remember their face
As they decide my fate
Laughing so wicked
Finger pointing pierces my skin

Taunting me with their echo
It’s louder than my voice
Under oath and burden of proof
Cross examined, I object

Why won’t you believe me?
I’ve told you the truth
All of you are against me
I cannot convince you
So quick to deal my sentence
A madman’s jury

Taunting me with their echo
It’s louder than my voice
Under oath and burden of proof
Cross examined, I object

Why won’t you believe me?
I’ve told you the truth
All of you are against me
I cannot convince you
So quick to deal my sentence
A madman’s jury
So quick to deal my sentence
A madman’s jury