You Need To Tell Worse Lies Man

Hook, line and sinker
Played like the amateur
Wading in your stir
Still I would prefer to believe

You need to tell worse lies my man
I feel like an idiot
When the words leave your mouth
I am the type that commits to them
With my attention span, it's imperative
You need to tell worse lies my man

Feeling a lot older
Because you got me, looking over my shoulder
I'm a hobby on the weekend, you caught me
Descaled and then fried up, then seasoned and sold me
I swear it was never that fun

You need to tell worse lies my man
I feel like an idiot
When the words leave your mouth
I am the type that commits to them
With my attention span, it is fucking imperative
You need to tell worse lies my man

Everyone's a liar, you're a liar
You dance on the wire, the high wire
Falsifier, falsifier
You dance in line of fire, line of fire

Hook, line and sinker
Played like the amateur
Wading in your stir
Still I would prefer to believe



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