He'll even shed a tear
To make you think he cares
Hold you in his arms
Until the pain stops
But turn your back
And his with the girl in the thong
King of Lies this boy is
Spawn from the devils own stock.
He'll say he loves you
But he thinking about her
His friends all said
"Don't get attached"
But your old heart will fall
For the first tender touch
And that's all he had to give
That and a pile of stinky lies
A pile that grows in the mid day sun
Once hidden by night
It can now be seen
You have to wonder if he ever cared.
This boy is good at what he does.
Let's all raise our glass,
Then throw it at
The King of Lies.