The Stenographer - Relient K

I got in a fight with the stenographer

Afterwards she read me like a book.

I had tried to get along with her

But my temperament was quickly overlooked.

On the weekends we can

Sneak into this courtroom

And you’ll offer me some sort of bargain plea.

Yeah, Smith and Weston (Wesson) Jr. was a son of a gun

He pressed his nose up to my head.

Yeah, I was sweatin’bullets but I dodged the one

That was not as much sweat as was lead.

Oh, I still love you

Oh, I still love you,

Although I know that you want me dead.

And when I turn my other cheek

I will beg and I’ll plead

That this time you might just kiss it instead.

Cause this is my story

And like the glue on the binding,

I’m sticking to it.

If you wanna implore me To change my tune,

Well I just won’t do it.

Cause this is my story

And like the glue on the binding,

I’m sticking to it.

If you wanna implore me To change my tune,

Well I just won’t do it.