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Lyrics
When your casual denials turn monumental
And your manners of depression are all that pull you through
And your righteousness is so presidental
You’re a self-made martyr through and through
When all the saints refuse your collect phone calls
And return all your christmas cards
And everyone accuses you of building brick walls
You’re a self-made martyr standing guard
When your memories all run together like water color
And illusions become your daily bread
And you question happiness like a jealous lover
You’re a self-made martyr still in bed
When your night times are always waiting for the sunrise
And your mornings are black as coffee
And the telephone only rings with surprise
You’re a self-made martyr seriously
When your indignation chokes you like a halter
And recognition saunters right on by
And no one genuflects at your altar
You’re a self-made martyr wondering why
Why all of your pretentions cry for recognition
And you’re dying for a crumb of sympathy
And your boasts are just an act of contrition
You’re a self-made martyr like me
And your manners of depression are all that pull you through
And your righteousness is so presidental
You’re a self-made martyr through and through
When all the saints refuse your collect phone calls
And return all your christmas cards
And everyone accuses you of building brick walls
You’re a self-made martyr standing guard
When your memories all run together like water color
And illusions become your daily bread
And you question happiness like a jealous lover
You’re a self-made martyr still in bed
When your night times are always waiting for the sunrise
And your mornings are black as coffee
And the telephone only rings with surprise
You’re a self-made martyr seriously
When your indignation chokes you like a halter
And recognition saunters right on by
And no one genuflects at your altar
You’re a self-made martyr wondering why
Why all of your pretentions cry for recognition
And you’re dying for a crumb of sympathy
And your boasts are just an act of contrition
You’re a self-made martyr like me
Information about the track
| Genre | Country | ||||||||||
| Release | March 17, 2008 | ||||||||||
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