your shirt is stained when you wear your heart on your sleeve. so you wash it off and pretend that it was never there. your face in the mirror doesn't give a reflection. so you paint one on
it's the art of imitation. it tickles you to death
knowing you can play the game so well. but you can't ignore
don't know who you are
so what. your sugar coated
guns are loaded
afraid of tasting yourself. so you keep lying
never trying
say your somebody else
the bitterness inside your heart
it shows through in your eyes
and you can't win in the end. you take your big guns
loading them with your fatal charm. the fact is
you love me
nothing can kill me now. i've learned the power of deceit
the power of the sweet
is so true. now i'm a confection to taste good is all i must do. your sugar coated
guns are loaded
afraid of tasting yourself. so you keep lying
never trying
say your somebody else
its too easy to get to where you
take it
dig it
every day
and you can't win in the end. the bitterness inside your heart
it shows through in your eyes
and you can't win in the end.