Piano

Artists : Glassjaw : 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 wear shoes that move men from deserts to riches
Give me what you got girl
And scratch it cuz 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
The brilliant white

Maybe not
Why the stare?
Would I lie about that which I am scared?
What did I say to you? (nothing)
Step into a pot of gold
Rejoice in fire that which soon burns cold
What did I say to you? (x2)

And I can't deny
The love, the throat, sincerity
Woo!
And I can't deny it
I gotta keep my P.M.A.

Cuz I
I learned to lie
I tell you that I
Don't you realize that I silence it?
It's that fuckin hard.