Cheap words falling out of your teeth   Rolling off your tongue, like candy   He heard, she heard, you heard me once   I won't say it again, now we're just friendly      With a love gone sour, I lost my appetite   There's no more flavour, and talking sweet now    won't fix it somehow      Don't casanova me,    I'm over you   It's over obviously   Don't put your sugar on me   It's too late to sweeten this baby   hey Casanova, it's over      Cheap words like these will rot your teeth   With all the sicky sweet nothings   Your speech is good enough to eat   But it won't fill me up when I am lonely