I'm in love, I'm in love Your hands up, your body's shaking That hard look, I know you're faking I know you lie, I've seen you lying With four months in front of me And now we're same old enemies It's cold blooded, come back to me Come back to me I know

Gotta learn to love yourself Perfect girls ain't real They hide who they are inside Now, perfect girls ain't real They live a lie But it's always on your mind 'Cause you're all lying all the time Know that perfect girls ain't real Inside and out

You are the one I want Oo-oo-oo, honey The one that I want You better shape up You're the one that I want Oo-oo-oo, the one I need I better shape up I got chills They're multiplying

I'd rather be buried way down in some cypress grove your knee-bone gone aching and your body sure getting cold I'd rather be lying six feet down in the ground To have me a woman that I can't control You're just getting ready for some cypress grove Well

I'm going back to 505 If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive In my imagination you're waiting, lying on your side With your hands between your thighs Stop and wait a sec Oh, when you look at me like that, my darling What did you expect?

It's obvious that you're dying, dying Just living proof that the camera's lying And oh oh open wide Don't look up just let them think You can't turn back Because this road is all you'll ever have 'Cause you'll go out in style You'll go out in style Yeah

I feel so much better Now that you're gone forever I tell myself that I don't miss you at all I'm not lying, denying that I feel so much better now That you're gone forever And in this world around me I'm glad you disappeared And now you're gone forever

'Cause I can't stop loving you I can't stop loving you No, I can't stop loving you That I was lying Though I try So you're leaving In the morning On the early train I could say everything's alright

Stupid old pickup truck You never let me drive You're a redneck heartbreak Who's really bad at lying So watch me strike a match On all my wasted time Just another picture to burn As far as I'm concerned you're 'Cause I hate that

But once again these tears always win These eyes put up a fight Say now baby girl you're better off That's what I'm telling myself (over and over) But I'm lying to myself 'Cause these lips are missin' you (Missin' you) 'Cause these lips ain't kissin' you