Now drop your case, I'm not your whipping boy
Accusations are overdue
Quit your game, repeal that rule
H&R will walk you through

Hold on, you're going for another ride
Your own medicine's arriving tonight

'Cause I'm that messenger you shot before
And I'm returning more than you bargained for
You've been watched and didn't have a clue
I'm just bringing you the news

Yes, I'm that messenger

And now, in your face, your own reflection
Such a shame on such a good wine
Hold on, you're going for another ride
Your own carousel spinning tonight

'Cause I'm that messenger you shot before
And I'm back with more than you bargained for
Like an inquisitor without a clue
Doing what I have to do

Coming through information for you
Now who's it from? I don't know
It reads: You get to reap what you have sown
And an equation: X equals ten
Contains the truth that brought me back again

'Cause I'm that messenger you shot before
I am returning more than you bargained for
Just like a janitor without a clue
Doing what I have to do

'Cause I'm that messenger that you shot
Trying to kill the truth
Your day of reckoning just came too soon
Delivered straight to you
'Cause that's what I had to do