Lie 2 My Face

(álbum: Lost En Los Angeles - 2016)

Tryna chop my cherry tree, I'm your favorite honey bee
Least that's what you said to me, I was blind, but now I see
You're so stupid, but I'm foolish, use me up until I'm useless
Sell me dreams until I'm lucid, make excuses, fucking dufus
Play me like a game-boy, tryna get the high score
You don't take me serious, I know you think I'm just a toy
Not broken but I'm fragile, you stepped on my sand castle
You'll have to tell me more cause I just love the way you babble (blah, blah, blah)

You know I love the way you lie to my face
You know I love the way you lie to my face
You know I love the way you lie to my face
You know I love the way you lie to my face
You know I love the way you lie to my face
You know I love the way you lie to my face
You know I love the way you lie to my face
You know I love the way you lie to my face

Lie to me, lie to me, don't want honesty, obviously
Was just novelty oddity, so I'm over it possibly
Please pull my strings get me going, going, going, going
My hate for you is only growing, growing, growing, growing
Motives hide behind your eyes, so fluent when you speak your lies
(Blah, blah, blah) (Shut Up) You say I'm different
But I could be just a victim of your bullshit charming lines
If so, then that's a great disguise
Grab my axe, I'm gonna chop you right down to your fucking size

You know I love the way you lie to my face
You know I love the way you lie to my face
You know I love the way you lie to my face
You know I love the way you lie to my face
You know I love the way you lie to my face
You know I love the way you lie to my face
You know I love the way you lie to my face
You know I love the way you lie to my face