Well I’d prefer no excuse

To your tired, and hollow words

You never fail to light that fuse

Savoring every burn

 

So you might believe you see

Some small reaction from me

Weaving tales, you won’t be far behind

It’s just how you roll, halfheartedly

 

You walked away from everything

I found no comfort in your lies

You’re nothing but a dead ringer

A little devil in disguise

 

I’d still prefer no excuse

For your past treachery

You look just like someone that I used to love

Stupid lies, stupid me

 

I wish it was simply win or lose

You tell lies trying to please

Selling a false bed of roses

And you do it with such ease

 

You walked away from everything

I found no comfort in your lies

You’re nothing but a dead ringer

A little devil in disguise

 

I’d still prefer no excuse

For your past treachery

You look just like someone that I used to love

Stupid lies, stupid me