You've got a way with words That much is true As for the best, credit where it's due Bet you think you're the best at everything you do You've got a talent I guess And the face for it too From the moment we met, I already knew This couldn't be good, but it feels right with you so I'll follow suit It makes sense how you all became friends All the time and days spent Telling stories you've bent And they say all the times you've aced it But your lies don't mean anything to you Lies don't mean anything You disguise yourself and pretend You're some guy who knows what I need and It feels like you're on a loop Lies don't mean anything When you try your best to be Something that's not yourself, you're so defeated It feels like you're on a loop It makes sense how you all became friends All the time and days spent Telling stories you bend And they say all the times you've aced it But your lies don't mean anything to you Your lies don't make sense Complicated, so frustrating Your lies are convoluted So disputed, so bemusing It makes sense how you all became friends All the time and days spent Telling stories you bend And they say all the times you've aced it But your lies don't mean anything to you