Live by the sword die by the sword They're all assassins They're all assassins Hold your head high never swing low Don't look behind you There's no one there Pre-Chorus What would you do if I was standing right in front of you? What would you say, the same thing you say yesterday? Chorus I don't have to say goodbye You don't get to see me cry You put me in a glass jar and tap, tap, tap to see how I move Yeah, you put me in a glass jar and tap, tap, tap to see how I move Verse 2 Get or be got whether you like it or not They're all assassins They're all assassins Chin up buttercup, even when your ears are burnin' Don't take the bait Let the hater's hate