Feeding lines to minds that couldn't care less
You're so good at telling us what we want to hear
I wish I could just leave you alone, you're an expert at telling me what I want to hear
If you can't make it clear, don't bother
I'm tired of taking hints
Where do you go when all trust is lost?
Is this your gift of gab?
Is it pumped from your heart?
How close is too close not to be affected?