Promises, promises
Old, tired, worn out, second hand sentences
One thing, with you is certain
You're a really sad person
So sad

Disappointed a few people
When friendship reared its ugly head
Disappointed a few people
Well, isn't that what friends are for?
What are friends for?

You, you're just a really bad person
Who won't, you won't listen to anyone
No not you
With those half moon eyelids
Just babbling on, your useless defenses
So sad

Fools and [bad word] their courses
And brow beaten down
Like dust on the ground
You cheat easily
Like sweet charity
and all of the [bad word] The world despises
In never disguises
You cheat easily
Like all charity