歌词
I walked in deep in the party
Walked in deep into
The darkest night
Found myself fall into
Staring eyes
Fall into a personality
Disorder Found I'm a liar liar liar I lie
Liar liar liar liar liar I lie
Bad boy's burning up the hash
You'd better hurry up
He's quicker on the draw than Jesse James
Social fossils from my past
They keep on cropping up
He turns around looks at me
Like I give a fuck
He's the kind of guy that plays his latest song at parties
At 6 in the morning
Liar liar liar liar liar I lie
Liar liar liar liar liar I lie
How are ya? Peachy fucking creamy
I'm glad you asked
God how I've grown to hate guitars
And every prick that holds one
Ahaha Ahaha Ahaha Ahaha
One pack of Space Invaders
And a Rubicon are all I want
It's 10 in the morning
And my cat has given up
Liar liar liar liar liar I lie
Liar liar liar liar liar I lie
Clip clop fast plumping blunt needles
Pressure pressure pressure pressure pressure
Pressure pressure pressure
You know I love her love her love her love her I love her
You know I love her love her love her love her I love her
Bad boy's burning up the hash
You'd better hurry up
He's quicker on the draw than Jesse James
Social fossils from my past
They keep on cropping up
He turned around looks at me
Like I give a fuck
He's the kind of guy that plays his latest song at parties
At 6 in the morning