| 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 |
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