You were sickened at the vowing of silence   I was taken by a permenant high   Two lovers all you turned on how romantic   Never need a guilotine to get you off my mind   You were swept up in the buzz of a marriage   I was secretly hoping one of us might die   A close call would have ended up with the carriage   Lets call it extra lets call it why      Your just like your dad, suprise   You don't only share his eyes   It's the truth thats in your hands   It's a knack for telling awful lies   Why am I always right?      As you slept away the day in my bedroom   I found a criminal use for a pillow   I love you terribly I swear that this is true   But I just can't stop my hands from somthering you   I skipped town on a flight to your city   There I crept up to your lovers window   He poured a scotch and sobbed alone in the kitchen   I took that aim and then I let it blow      Your just like your dad, suprise   You don't only share his eyes   It's the truth thats in your hands   It's a knack for telling awful lies   Your just like your dad, suprise   You don't only share his eyes   It's the truth thats in your hands   It's a knack for telling awful lies   Why am I always right?      Stick a fork in a socket   Do what you like   Just make sure that I'm far out of your life   Take an axe to your fingers   Carve your eyes   Cut out your tounge and we'll call this a tie   Cut out your lying tounge and we'll call this a tie      Your just like your dad, suprise   You don't only share his eyes   Your just like your dad, suprise   You don't only share his eyes   It's the truth thats in your hands   It's a knack for telling awful lies   It's the truth thats in your hands   It's a knack for telling awful lies   It's the truth thats in your hands   It's a knack for telling awful lies   Why am I always right?