wish that i didn't have to see

　　a confidant as an enmy

　　come and lie as you promised

　　helpless i can only watch

　　judging word is rare a shame

　　honesty that will never pay

　　looking in pictures I believed

　　like an aberration haunting me

　　now the truth is a ball and chain

　　holding my consceiences to the falme

　　covered up, but still i know

　　the secret of life you are guilty of

　　the smoking gun is what i found

　　the dirt i have on you is ground

　　oh, i'm buried under

　　find the tragedy through sink and sand

　　in your way you know i can stand

　　what i thought was meant to be

　　is a broken heart weighing down on me

　　the truth is ball and chain

　　holding my conscenices to the flame

　　covered up, but still i know

　　the secret of life you are guilty of

　　the smoking gun is what i found

　　the dirt i have on you is ground

　　i'm buried under

　　i'm buried under

　　i'm buried under

　　can you follow through the wings of dark

　　when the cover of is the one you love

　　now the truth is ball and chain

　　holding my consciences to the flame

　　covered up, still i know

　　the secret of life you are guilty of

　　the smoking gun is what i found

　　the dirt i have on you is the ground

　　i'm buried under

　　wish that i didn't have to see

　　a confidant as an enmy