Freak Show

You tell me things i don’t wanna to hear
You make it loud and clear and you know it all
You tell me things i don’t wanna know
Well there you go
You’re just a freak show

Apocalypse, you do it all for kicks
You kill me with your lips and the things you say
You walk into the room, your voice of doom
You’re the voice of gloom
You bad luck charm

And then you turn around
And then you show me what you are
You’re looking good yeah

You tell me things i don’t wanna hear
You make it crystal clear and you know it all
You tell me things i don’t wanna to know
Well there you go
You’re just a freak show

And then you turn around
And then you show me what you are
You’re looking good yeah

And then you turn around
And then you show me what you are
And then you show me what you are
And then you show me what you are