You stand around there. Telling stories. Taking chips for all past glories. I am the red flag that you wave. I sling all truths. It's a force that you can't use. I never liked your pity parties. You never really change what they say..oh. You only become more like yourself. He thought you knew me back in the day when I was down. But now it seems I need help. You talk about me so much. That I think that you're in love with me. Yeah you know it's true and you're busted. You talk to me to your friends. Or any one with time to listen. You can never ever be trusted. You never really change what they say..oh. You only become more like yourself. He thought you knew me back in the day when I was down. But now it seems I need help. End to the lies. End to the lies