You take the steps of lies and go so far
that the paths are also amazed at your will
40 nights and 40 days
Sugar nimble, pony haze
Shook me deeply, 808
Love tinted glasses with infatuated frames
You had a load of gear
Adam first class in a paper plane
Paper plane
Paper plane
Couldn't keep your story straight Devil win,
the details change
Truly madly,
deeply strange I don't blame you,
that axe hard to sustain
You deserve a daytime Emmy for that Bollywood display
What's the matter?
I'm filled with stars,
this heart I'm colored by words,
yes me
Turns out I'm blind in more than just one eye
When he sells you a fantasy
And you buy every word of pain with your sanity
You got God for you
Love for an image,
love for an image
She's a professional Didn't see it from the top,
oh exceptional
You got God for you Love for an image,
love for an image
Love for an image, love for an image
Ten espresso martinis deep,
conveniently Too drunk to leave,
so you had to keep her company
Well,
lucky me,
apparently,
I guess You were always such a gentleman
Told you I was yours to break And you took that little layer
Fine china I can't replace To you I'm just a paper plate
You threw it away
Checked your heart out at the Cote Valley
You got feelings as mild as salt in a spice aisle
I'm filled with stars,
this heart I'm colored by words, yes me
Turns out I'm blind in more than just one eye
How you act so cold when all your pants on fire
You're a liar,
you're a liar,
you're a liar How you act so cold when all your pants on fire