Two Notes Shy of an Octave - Red City Radio

No, I’ll bite my tongue

And wait for you to turn around so I can start to run

So I don’t have to hear you lie about some trivial bullshit

You’ll swear up and down on the bible it’s true

And how do you not tell no one believes you

You, you never learn

Stoke up the fire and watch both sides of the candles burn

Like the ash in the bottom of an un-bussed ash tray

The hint of a wind and I know that you’re gone

Unfortunately never for too long

And I got back on the freeway

Thought about you the entire time

And I wish we could take back all the mean things we say

But if nobody believes you why should I

Doesn’t matter if you tell truth

Doesn’t matter if you lie

Doesn’t matter if there’s holes in your alibi

I’m not buying

Doesn’t matter if you tell truth

Doesn’t matter if you lie

Doesn’t matter if there’s holes in your alibi

I’m not buying at all

And you can call me a bad friend

And you can just not call me

And you, you’ll never change

When everyone’s an audience

And nothings real the worlds a stage

Was there nobody there to hold your hand

And show you what it means to be a human

And I lost my faith in all you

Like I’ve done so many times before

And I bet you didn’t think that any of this mattered

When you never seem to make amends

No consequences for your sins

Can’t believe there’s anybody that will call you friend

Doesn’t matter if you tell truth

Doesn’t matter if you lie

Doesn’t matter if there’s holes in your alibi

I’m not buying

Doesn’t matter if you tell truth

Doesn’t matter if you lie

Doesn’t matter if there’s holes in your alibi

I’m not buying at all

And you can call me a bad friend

And you can just not call me