Rules For Thee

Disclosure: Portions of this content, including music, lyrics, vocals, instrumentals, or artwork, were generated or enhanced using artificial intelligence (AI) tools. [Intro] No more smoke, no more disguise, No more truth you can revise. When there’s no one left to deceive… You’re left to practice what you preach. [Verse 1] You wrote the book on how we’re to behave, Every page another rule we must obey. Pointing fingers from your ivory throne, Glass house livin’, still throwin’ stones. You preach the truth like a gospel choir, But your reflection’s dressed in a liar’s attire. The line you draw for everyone else, Disappears the moment it’s yourself. [Pre-Chorus] You say the world should fall in line, But bend the rules every single time. [Chorus] You got rules for me, not for thee, That’s the way it’s always gonna be. Judge the world from your high decree, But the mirror’s something you won’t see. Rules for me, not for thee, Your favorite kind of hypocrisy. Throw the stones, then plead your plea, Like you’re blind to the irony. You cry foul when the tables turn, Funny how the lessons never learned. You wrote the law so perfectly, But it’s rules for me… not for thee. [Verse 2] You demand respect, but give none back, Every double standard hides in your attacks. Call it right, call it justice, Truth don’t matter—you adjust it. You act surprised when the same blade swings, When the echo of your actions finally rings. You can dish it out all day long, But play the victim when it comes back strong. [Pre-Chorus] You shout about integrity, But practice none that I can see. [Chorus] You got rules for me, not for thee, That’s the way it’s always gonna be. Judge the world from your high decree, But the mirror’s something you won’t see. Rules for me, not for thee, Your favorite kind of hypocrisy. Throw the stones, then plead your plea, Like you’re blind to the irony. You cry foul when the tables turn, Funny how the lessons never learned. You wrote the law so perfectly, But it’s rules for me… not for thee. [Bridge] Walking contradiction in the rules you provide, Truth gets twisted when it’s on your side. You build the cage, then lose the key, Lock everyone in, but keep yourself free. [Final Chorus] You got rules for me, not for thee, That’s the way it’s always gonna be. Judge the world from your high decree, But the mirror’s something you won’t see. Rules for me, not for thee, Your favorite kind of hypocrisy. Throw the stones then plead your plea, Like you’re blind to the irony. But someday when the walls all fall, And no one’s left to hear your call, You’ll face the truth you couldn’t see… Those rules were never meant to be. [Outro] No more smoke, no more disguise, No more truth you can revise. When there’s no one left to deceive… You’re left to practice what you preach.