You keep twisting the truth, that keeps me thrown askew
You keep twisting the truth, that keeps me thrown askew
Hide your bad habits underneath the patio, patio, patio, patio
I missed the exit to your parents' house hours ago
Wrinkled up from pulling pushing and tasting, tasting
Red wine and the cigarettes
I hung my favorite shirt on the floorboard
Misguided by the 405 'cause it lead me to an alcoholic summer