Lirama

your shirt is stained when you wear your heart on your sleeve
So you wash it off and pretend that it was never there
Your face in the mirror doesn't give a reflection
So you paint one on, it's the art of imitation
It tickles you to death, knowing you can play the game so well
But you can't ignore, don't know who you are, so what

refrain:
Your sugar coated, guns are loaded,
Afraid of tasting yourself.
So you keep lying, never trying,
Say your somebody else

The bitterness inside your heart
It shows through in your eyes
And you can't win in the end

You take your big guns, loading them with your fatal charm
The fact is, you love me, nothing can kill me now
I've learned the power of deceit, the power of the sweet, is so true
Now I'm a confection to taste good is all I must do

refrain

Its too easy to get to where you,
Take it, dig it, every day
And you can't win in the end.
The bitterness inside your heart,
It shows through in your eyes,
And you can't win in the end.