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Six Ways To Lie (Explicit) - Major League
Twenty percent of this mess left behind
And this half a** song to remember you by
I'll be sure to send you photos of all these clear skies
Lately I've been grinding my teeth to the gums
Trying to understand your logic
And you know I'm scared to death
To know this was nothing more than your mid life crisis
We sat through your lectures of bullshit
Six promises never kept
And now I'm bored to death in this waiting room
These smoke and mirrors are suffocating
So here you go
You get what you've earned
Twenty percent of this mess left behind
And this half a** song to remember you by
I'll be sure to send you photos of all these clear skies
Everything gone in the blink of an eye
If we pass on the street I won't give you the time
I'll be sure to send you photos of all these clear skies
Lately I've been grinding my teeth to the gums
I try to understand your logic
But now I think it's safe to say
It was nothing more than your mid life crisis
So here I'm sitting on the edge of my seat
Trying to find the right words to say
Why don't you shut your mouth and listen
I'm sorry but all your smoke and mirrors were suffocating
Were suffocating
So here we go now
So here we go now
You get what you've earned
You get what you've earned
Twenty percent of this mess left behind
And this half a** song to remember you by
I'll be sure to send you photos of all these clear skies
Everything gone in the blink of an eye
If we pass on the street I won't give you the time
I'll be sure to send you photos of all these clear skies
Write me once a week to let me know what you're up to
Please don't call I'm pretty sure that you want to
You're lacking in a little something we call heart
You're lacking in a little something we call heart
Write me once a week to let me know what you're up to
Please don't call I'm pretty sure that you want to
You're lacking in a little something we call heart
Twenty percent of this mess left behind
And this half a** song to remember you by
I'll be sure to send you photos of all these clear skies
Everything gone in the blink of an eye
If we pass on the street I won't give you the time
I'll be sure to send you photos of all these clear skies