Piano

Three times alone this week, I was supposed to be a rock star

"I only beat you when I'm drunk,

You're only pretty when you're crying"

We are supposed to be the ones who set the air afire

Three times alone this week, I was made into a liar

Whether I found the gold, I never told

Richer, I

The brilliant white

I

I wear shoes that move men from deserts to riches

Give me what you got, girl, and scratch it cause it itches

Call me "Chameleon" and set this air afire

Three times alone this week, I was supposed to be a liar

Whether I found the gold, I never told

Richer, I

Brilliant white

I

Maybe not

Why the stare?

Would I lie about that which I am scared?

What did I say to you?

Step into

A pot of gold

Rejoice in fire that which soon burns cold

What did I say to you?

Maybe not

Why the stare?

Would I lie about that which I am scared?

What did I say to you?

Step into

A pot of gold

Rejoice in fire that which soon burns cold

What did I say to you?

And I can't deny it

The love, the throat, sincerity

And I can't deny it

"I gotta keep my P.M.A."

Cause I, I learned to lie

I tell you that I

Don't you realize that I silence it?

It's that fucking hard