Sympathetic Lies
BY PDS
Lies lies lies lies lies lies lies Sympathetic Lies
Here we again to tell your story got to work til nine
Then I decide to take a trip to our favorite spot
Track you down popping bottles check you with some chic
I'm dialing your digits and yes boy you got caught; don't talk!
Placed the recorder inside of our loft under the bed
Just to confirm my gut feeling boy I'm not out my head
Changed the locks trashed your trinkets keys your cudi up ch ha,
So when you step out with no plan ahead remember what I'm about
I'm not wrapped around your finger
Where you once thought you had me
This ain't right get out my sight
Keep the replies, your weak alibis
Through with all your sympathetic lies (lies.... ha)
Sympathetic your pathetic let's just dead it dead it dead it
Sympathetic your pathetic let's just dead it dead it
I'm not wrapped around your finger
Where you once thought you had me
This isn't right get out my sight
Keep your replies your weak alibis
Through with all your sympathetic lies ha
Lies lies lies lies lies lies lies lies Sympathetic Lies