Lyrics Show Me Your Cards - The Hurt Process

Show Me Your Cards

Suppose I were to realize
Suppose I were to realize
That two and two they don’t equal five
Stop hiding now, stop hiding now, show me your cards
Place your hands on the table
Show me what I’ve been dealt
You’ve stacked your accusations
Did you think I’d find out
Face down on the table
Legs spread on the couch
I’ve found the incrimination
Now that’s enough, so get out
Admit that common sense took control
I would have found out
Take it away… don't take it away… Just take it away
I would have found out (10x)