you throw a punch and I ll duck it
as i feel my fist sink into your stomach
you double over and i double clutch
leaving nothing behind but a cloud of my trust

i ll burn the letters that you never wrote
while emphasizing with finger quotes
the irony and my skeptical rain
that pours over your imaginary pain

(chorus)
you were lying there
perfectly still
and lying to me
as if i couldn t tell
that you d been lying there
with somebody else
with somebody else who believed all your lies

you have an itch and i ll scratch it
as i chop up your pride with the blade of my hatchet
you pour out blood and i pour a drink
finally able to live with the thoughts that i think

fuck all the compliments you never gave
and all the guys who remember your name
can form a series of single file lines
and one by one collect their door prize

(chorus)
you were lying there
perfectly still
and lying to me
as if i couldn t tell
that you d been lying there
with somebody else
with somebody else who believed all your lies