The Outsider - Lyrics - A Perfect Circle

A Perfect Circle is an American rock supergroup formed in 1999 by guitarist Billy Howerdel and Tool vocalist Maynard James Keenan. The original incarnation of the band also included Paz Lenchantin on bass, Troy Van Leeuwen on guitar, and Tim Alexander on drums, with Josh Freese being the band's primary drummer after the band's initial round of touring prior to their first album. The latest lineup features Puscifer and Ashes Divide bassist Matt McJunkins, former guitarist for The Smashing Pumpkins, James Iha and Puscifer, Ashes Divide and Filter touring drummer Jeff Friedl. Despite having a varied cast since inception, the stylistic content of the songs has remained consistent with Howerdel as composer, and Keenan penning the lyrics and melodies.

Help me if you can It's just that this Is not the way I'm wired so could you please Help me understand why You've given in to all these Reckless dark desires, you're Lying to yourself again, suicidal imbecile Think about it, you're pounding on a fault-line What'll it take to get it through to you, precious? I'm over this, why do you want to throw it away like this? Such a mess, why would I want to watch you? Disconnect and self-destruct One bullet at a time What's your rush now? Everyone will have his day to die Medicated drama queen Picture perfect, numb belligerence Narcissistic drama queen Craving fame and all its decadence Lying through your teeth again, suicidal imbecile Think about it, pounding on a fault-line What'll it take to get it through to you, precious? I'm over this, why do you wanna throw it away like this? Such a mess, why would I want to watch you? Disconnect and self-destruct One bullet at a time What's your rush now? Everyone will have his day to die They were right about you They were right about you Lying to my face again, suicidal imbecile Think about it, you're pounding on a fault-line What'll it take to get it through to you, precious? I'm over this, why do you wanna throw it away like this? Such a mess, over this, over this Disconnect and self-destruct One bullet at a time What's your hurry, everyone will Have his day to die If you choose to pull the trigger Should your drama prove sincere Do it somewhere far away from here