Из альбома: Kingdoms
You got a smart mouth,
Dripping with that southern charm
And I'll be sure to make a point of you,
So don't go too far
Oh, you thought you had me fooled,
When you were spinning tales,
Of love and rendezvous
But I'm over it
Yeah, I'm over you
Your hands are still as red
As the lipstick you smeared on me,
So lovingly
You can't solve all your problems,
Cramped up in the backseat
It's surprising with all your delusions
You so convincingly give off the illusion
Of stable and charming
Your talent's alarming
Well, darling,
You're losing your touch
You thought you had me fooled,
When you were spinning tales,
Of love and rendezvous
But I'm over it
Yeah, I'm over you
Take it from me, princess,
You're not the brightest crown in the box
'Cause lies have a way of reaching the top,
Surfacing where you thought that they would stop
But I've got ears,
And more wit than you do
You've been caught,
Lacking truth
It's a wonder how you could love anyone else,
When you're head over heels in love with yourself