Front The Lie

Give me an ounce of the fool you possess inside
Help me become an icon of the 'perfect guy'
Pick me apart so you all can critique my life
By a standard that's set by some fuck in a suit and a tie
And what you see is what you get when you're with me
It's kinda funny how it's turned around

I wanna run through your life, I'll cut out what I don't like
I'll show you how to front the lie
I'm trying hard not to fall, I've found myself through it all
I can't believe it's gone this far

Don't try to discern what is good from what is bad
Cuz you're just a pile of trash in Armani drag
And who the fuck are you to judge the words I choose?
The beauty of taste is the fact that you'll never loose
I'm sick of letting you negotiate my fate
I never said that I would front the lie

I wanna run through your life, I'll cut out what I don't like
I'll show you how to front the lie
I'm trying hard not to fall, I've found myself through it all
I can't believe it's gone this far
Away

Stay away
Save me today

I'll challenge the line that divides what is right from wrong
I'll play the game so don't act like I don't belong
And what you see is what you get when you're with me
I never wanted this to change the world