you throw a punch and I’ll duck it   as i feel my fist sink into your stomach   you double over and i double clutch   leaving nothing behind but a cloud of my trust      i’ll burn the letters that you never wrote   while emphasizing with finger quotes   the irony and my skeptical rain   that pours over your imaginary pain      (chorus)   you were lying there   perfectly still   and lying to me   as if i couldn’t tell   that you’d been lying there   with somebody else   with somebody else who believed all your lies      you have an itch and i’ll scratch it   as i chop up your pride with the blade of my hatchet   you pour out blood and i pour a drink   finally able to live with the thoughts that i think      fuck all the compliments you never gave   and all the guys who remember your name   can form a series of single file lines   and one by one collect their door prize      (chorus)   you were lying there   perfectly still   and lying to me   as if i couldn’t tell   that you’d been lying there   with somebody else   with somebody else who believed all your lies