I Lied (Demo)
Boredom is a weak state
Wiping off my clean slate
I gave up for my sake
(ah)
Boosting up your ranking
Powering my ego
Competing's simply vital
You're best when you're out of reach
And your bitterness plays for sweet
I want what I can't have
I like when you talk back
A shame you don't get that
I knew the second I lied
And the minute you cried
Was the death of my pride
'cause I gave a hundred stop signs
And a dozen "but I's"
At your foggy red eyes
You ain't even my type
But you'll be on this night
Fuck let's start a rodeo
Treat this like you're comeback
You don't need a callback
You'll want me from head to toe
You're best when you're out of reach
And your bitterness plays for sweet
I want what I can't have
I like when you talk back
A shame you don't get that
I knew the second I lied
And the minute you cried
Was the death of my pride
'Cause I gave a hundred stop signs
And a dozen "but I's"
At your foggy red eyes
I knew the second I lied
And the minute you cried
Was the death of my pride
'Cause I gave a hundred stop signs
And a dozen "but I's"
At your foggy red eyes
Slip up taken too far
Last goodbye out my shame
Seven chances you gave
All to roll on my grave
Wish I could call you by name
But I forgot it touché
Je t'en prie
We won't remember
This all by tonight
I knew the second I lied
And the minute you cried
Was the death of my pride
'Cause I gave a hundred stop signs
And a dozen "but I's"
At your foggy red eyes
I knew the second I lied
And the minute you cried
Was the death of my pride
'Cause I gave a hundred stop signs
And a dozen "but I's"
At your foggy red eyes
Slip up taken too far
Last goodbye out my shame
Seven chances you gave
All to roll on my grave
Wish I could call you by name
But I forgot it touché
Je t'en prie
We won't remember
This all by tonight
Wiping off my clean slate
I gave up for my sake
(ah)
Boosting up your ranking
Powering my ego
Competing's simply vital
You're best when you're out of reach
And your bitterness plays for sweet
I want what I can't have
I like when you talk back
A shame you don't get that
I knew the second I lied
And the minute you cried
Was the death of my pride
'cause I gave a hundred stop signs
And a dozen "but I's"
At your foggy red eyes
You ain't even my type
But you'll be on this night
Fuck let's start a rodeo
Treat this like you're comeback
You don't need a callback
You'll want me from head to toe
You're best when you're out of reach
And your bitterness plays for sweet
I want what I can't have
I like when you talk back
A shame you don't get that
I knew the second I lied
And the minute you cried
Was the death of my pride
'Cause I gave a hundred stop signs
And a dozen "but I's"
At your foggy red eyes
I knew the second I lied
And the minute you cried
Was the death of my pride
'Cause I gave a hundred stop signs
And a dozen "but I's"
At your foggy red eyes
Slip up taken too far
Last goodbye out my shame
Seven chances you gave
All to roll on my grave
Wish I could call you by name
But I forgot it touché
Je t'en prie
We won't remember
This all by tonight
I knew the second I lied
And the minute you cried
Was the death of my pride
'Cause I gave a hundred stop signs
And a dozen "but I's"
At your foggy red eyes
I knew the second I lied
And the minute you cried
Was the death of my pride
'Cause I gave a hundred stop signs
And a dozen "but I's"
At your foggy red eyes
Slip up taken too far
Last goodbye out my shame
Seven chances you gave
All to roll on my grave
Wish I could call you by name
But I forgot it touché
Je t'en prie
We won't remember
This all by tonight
Credits
Writer(s): Marwan Hachani
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