You Make a Con Into an Art Form

Wanna be the Joker, but you're just a joke to me
Call yourself a smoker, but you choke on all your weed
Talk about transcendence, but you're lost spiritually
You go for the jugular when someone disagrees

You're what a con artist wishes they could be
Everything we did, I'd erase the memory
You make a con into an art form
Don't believe a word you say anymore

You're dysfunction's definition of a wet dream
A dangerous lie sugar-sweet like whipped cream
You thought you'd have your way with me
But I'm not the kind of role for that scene

You're what a con artist wishes they could be
Everything we did, I'd erase the memory
You make a con into an art form
Don't believe a word you say anymore

And you cry
You cry
Those crocodile tears
Don't you know
You cry
You cry
Those crocodile tears

Stay away
You're not wanted here
That's right
You better stay away
Am I clear



Credits
Writer(s): Mariah Fournier
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