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i´m so tired of your true confession; a girl like you should have
learned her lesson / get around, get around, get around, get away from
me / and i don´t want to hear about your smash sensation; just another
figment of your imagination / fool around, fool around, you´re the
biggest fool i see

you stab me in the back with your pack of lies, lame excuses, alibis
last week´s trash is yesterday´s news; talk is cheap and so are you

you´re a fake, you´re a fake; on the make, your true confessions

you act like you invented sex and everything else in
your bag of tricks but you´re just another whore in sheep´s clothing,
full of hot air and self-loathing

you´re a fake...

so go find yourself another little confidante; tell her tall tales about
a girl and her bon vivant / buzz around, buzz around, buzz off you busy bee

you´re a fake, you´re a fake, on the make, your true confessions
you´re a fake, what a fake, my mistake, your true confessions

what makes you think that i care?