I can see through your lies
A standard law of ettiquette defied
I can see through your lies
No need to act quite so surprised
I can see through your eyes
And now I begin to realise
I can see through your disguise
I now know why your answers don't match my 'why's
You're nothing but a fake
Pretence has got you nowhere my friend
You're nothing but a failure
And you can go away now
It's the end
I can see that you're stringing them along
They love you too much to see what's wrong
I can see you have no true friends
But that's what you get for being a bastard who pretends
I can see that you've got them tricked
Used to have me to, you are such a dick
But then I told them all what you were all about
And to keep yourself safe, you kicked me out
You're nothing but a fake
Pretence has got you nowhere my friend
You're nothing but a failure
And you can go away now
It's the end
It was me and you and all our friends
Life was good, thought it would never end
Then you left, to try and be 'cool'
Now all you have's your gullible freaks, you fool
Your PCs your only mate
It's where you're at, at every date
You have no respect for anyone else
And you make our lives a living hell
Artist: Quarterbacks
Artist: Bill Frisell
Artist: Hawk Nelson