And now I'm a crushed credit card registered to Smith
Oh I just told the biggest lie
Not the name that you call me with
And everything that you do makes me want to die
I'm tired of dancing on a pot of gold flake paint
Wanted everything to stop that bad
Oh we're so very precious, you and I
A stupid thing that'll come to pull us apart
Make everybody late
You spent everything you had
You turned white like a Saint
I just told the biggest lie