Tell those stories to me I'm dying to hear the
things you've done and seen
Farfetched as they may be
You strike a smile in me
Your stories ring of perjury
Construed with self empowering theme
Suckin' on my brain your the teacher I'm the
student
Turning things around your story's not congruent
Tabloid decoys pitiful excuses
Turning things around You're turning things
around
A manic stunning scene I'm taking notes your
taking me away into your false reality
I know you comfort lies in lying to try to make
your life make sense
But you're not making sense I'd say it aloud but
I'm not aloud I see your head spin round and
round
Broken record talk tonight skip that needle back
and forth on your mind wearing out unconvincing
lies
Like a seedling dropped from an old oak tree your
shade don't hide no sun from me
Fake stories humor me It's graduation time I love
you like a mother