Tried to warn you
80-miles out and 6-feet deep
You're digging your own grave
Allergic to the truth

You don't know a thing 'bout what they do 'round here
Don't matter if you did a thing
You're good as dead
It's here in broad daylight
You're here in denial
It's easier to spin your lies
Than face the truth

I tried to warn you
80-miles out and 6-feet deep
You're digging your own grave
Coughing up the dust

I tried to warn you
80-miles out and 6-feet deep
You're digging your own grave
Allergic to the truth

You can call me crazy
You can tune me out
If you find yourself lost
Don't write it off as bad luck

The writing's in the sky
It's written in your blood
It's easier to spin your lies
Than to look up

I tried to warn you
80-miles out and 6-feet deep
You're digging your own grave
Coughing up the dust

I tried to warn you
80-miles out and 6-feet deep
You're digging your own grave
Allergic to the truth

I tried to warn you
80-miles out and 6-feet deep
You're kneeling in your grave
Waiting for them to shoot