Make everything I say into what you want you want to hear   That’s fine, that’s fine with me   Don’t trust the teller anyway   Can you name one thing you’ve said that you honestly believe?      Your little house of lies   Is a bad disguise   For hiding who you really are   Cause I don’t doubt you know   As I would somehow if I didn’t know   You just wanna hear it will be all right      Low breath   Designed just to lie under the radar of acceptable conversation   I can still hear you      We took the city bus to senior prom   I left glitter on the seats   Fluorescent light never made me feel so good   And you put your arms around me   I lost my favorite purse   Got yelled at for sipping on champagne   But if you ask my honest opinion   They shouldn’t have, shouldn’t have, shouldn’t have had it out there anyway      Low breath   Designed just to lie under the radar of acceptable conversation   I can still hear you, I can still hear you