Call Me A Liar
Call me a joker, call me a liar
Call me whatever you wanted to
I am a smoker and midnight fucking toker
Putting mine on the egg inside of you
I would expect you to teach me a lesson
But not the one that you've done
I wasn't born dumb, but, oh, I could become
Innocently rubbed by someone
And the fan-tails take their early morning walk
I shoot rounds off while they swing about the road
The evening tasted by me
And then much later by you
And when today I'd found we'd somehow lost our way
I thought that I was bound to break before it's through
I would expect you to leave me much wiser
But not so wise as I am
And with this knowledge now in my possession
I can act and be free as I choose
My inside's crying and screaming with an awful call
My appetite shows the morning altercation's toll
As I was saying, I would have laid in
But I'm not, so you're going to do what you do
And when it's over, I'll be your brother
And give my heart and head to you
I would expect you to take what you wanted
But not the things that you did
I would expect you to take me for granted
Figuring I never understood
You keep all of the money pressed against your chest
I didn't know that, and I never would have guessed
Call me whatever you wanted to
I am a smoker and midnight fucking toker
Putting mine on the egg inside of you
I would expect you to teach me a lesson
But not the one that you've done
I wasn't born dumb, but, oh, I could become
Innocently rubbed by someone
And the fan-tails take their early morning walk
I shoot rounds off while they swing about the road
The evening tasted by me
And then much later by you
And when today I'd found we'd somehow lost our way
I thought that I was bound to break before it's through
I would expect you to leave me much wiser
But not so wise as I am
And with this knowledge now in my possession
I can act and be free as I choose
My inside's crying and screaming with an awful call
My appetite shows the morning altercation's toll
As I was saying, I would have laid in
But I'm not, so you're going to do what you do
And when it's over, I'll be your brother
And give my heart and head to you
I would expect you to take what you wanted
But not the things that you did
I would expect you to take me for granted
Figuring I never understood
You keep all of the money pressed against your chest
I didn't know that, and I never would have guessed
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Writer(s): Will Oldham
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