I hate myself for doing this,
I don't know how I sleep.
My big mouth making all these promises
my heart can't keep.
Chorus:
Whoa-oh-oh, uh-oh, no no,
there I go
acting like i care again,
promising i'm there again,
yeah but i wish i could believe me(2x)
like you do.
Look at you,
I deserve an Emmy,
I'm so skilled.
Oh, but it's for your own good,
I doubt that you could handle it,
if I was real.
*Chorus*
Maybe I'm wrong,
and I'm just a coward,
so sue me,
but my intentions are good.
Leading you on,
may not be the best solution,
but its the easiest one.
*Chorus*
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