I can still picture your perfect teeth
Lying so straight and white behind your smile
And I can still picture your lying eyes
That sparkle hiding all the slights in your mind
And oh, I want to know
Do you talk to her like you talk to me? Oh
I think you do
Oh yeah, you talk to her like you talk to me, oh
I think you do, I think you do
I can still picture your idle hand
So weak and yet you tried to guide me 'round
I can still picture my finger so decorated though I longed to go
And oh, I want to know
Do you talk to her like you talk to me? Oh
I think you do
Oh yeah, you talk to her like you talk to me, oh
I think you do, I think you do
Now I know it's true, you said this is not my forte
No doubt from your father's mouth and then straight out behind my back
Then spoken to my own mother dear, do you really think that she
Would keep it to herself? No, she told me every word and now I know
That you stood there in your one-hit wonder bargain bin
Insinuating I would never do anything
I can still picture your perfect teeth
Lying so straight and white behind your smile
And I can still picture your lying eyes
That sparkle hiding all the slights in your mind
And oh, I want to know
Do you talk to her like you talk to me? Oh
I think you do
Oh yeah, you talk to her like you talk to me, oh
I think you do, I think you do