I checked the rules so I was sure,
I'm just another face to her.
Too cute, and too good to be true,
She tears my heart out right on cue.
There's nothing left behind my stare,
It takes three pills to make me care.
My farewells felt like they were through,
But now our skin is turning blue.
Chorus:
No, this song is not about you,
Never wonder, let's get higher.
Pretty sure you're all that's left here;
Told you I'm a better liar.
Feels like a constant coming down,
The only high's when she's around.
Her smile is fake, her teeth are cracked;
This time she isn't coming back.
Chorus:
Who would write a song about you?
Take your time and take us higher.
Just state your name and state my purpose;
Told you I'm a better liar. |