Six Ways to Lie

Twenty percent of this mess left behind
 and this half assed 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 assed 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 assed 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 assed 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