Oh, Such A Faker.
You’re the cause for the smirk on his face tonight
Held his hand, and whispered his last name
She said, “You’re so dedicated, and I’m not even
Related. Why can’t you forget who I once wedded?”
He said, “No, I’m not staying. This relationship isn’t headed.”
And a flicker to your frown.
And a flicker to your frown.
His status is a step farther from taken, and a quarter less than heart broken.
Oh, she can’t be waken to this day’s basic.
(Little whoremoanal bitch mistaken)
Midnight and she’s waiting by the table
His car? It’s gone, why wait for another fable?
Eyes are closed and he’s lifting up the mattress
Sleeping next to him, oh love you’re a great actress
You’d rather just make out the truth and just, confess
The money he’s making is breathing you patience
(Your such a fake... oh, such a faker)
Break the knots and let him go this time (while there’s still time)
And will you say the truth this time?
(Your such a fake... oh, such a faker)
Another line from the back of your hand
Oh, it’s beginning to get suspicious, keep the lies six feet under
Hide (or you’ll blow your cover)
I’ll take this to your grave (till the day you confide)
And a flicker to your frown.
And a flicker to your frown.
His status is a step farther from taken, and a quarter less than heart broken.
Oh, she can’t be waken to this day’s basic.
(Little whoremoanal bitch mistaken)
Held his hand, and whispered his last name
She said, “You’re so dedicated, and I’m not even
Related. Why can’t you forget who I once wedded?”
He said, “No, I’m not staying. This relationship isn’t headed.”
And a flicker to your frown.
And a flicker to your frown.
His status is a step farther from taken, and a quarter less than heart broken.
Oh, she can’t be waken to this day’s basic.
(Little whoremoanal bitch mistaken)
Midnight and she’s waiting by the table
His car? It’s gone, why wait for another fable?
Eyes are closed and he’s lifting up the mattress
Sleeping next to him, oh love you’re a great actress
You’d rather just make out the truth and just, confess
The money he’s making is breathing you patience
(Your such a fake... oh, such a faker)
Break the knots and let him go this time (while there’s still time)
And will you say the truth this time?
(Your such a fake... oh, such a faker)
Another line from the back of your hand
Oh, it’s beginning to get suspicious, keep the lies six feet under
Hide (or you’ll blow your cover)
I’ll take this to your grave (till the day you confide)
And a flicker to your frown.
And a flicker to your frown.
His status is a step farther from taken, and a quarter less than heart broken.
Oh, she can’t be waken to this day’s basic.
(Little whoremoanal bitch mistaken)