| Look outside it’s nice enough |
| But we’ll stay in with all our stuff |
| This is dedication more than love |
| My cowardice is what you need |
| So your vanities can breed |
| Plant your flowers in my weeds |
| When I call you beautiful |
| It’s cause I can |
| And when you think I’m sucking up |
| I sort of am |
| The little lies that make you feel good |
| I say more often that I should |
| 'cause I’m a low level rebel |
| I jaywalk to beat the devil |
| I’m no bass but lots of treble |
| All the things about me are forced |
| A costume party or compulsory course |
| So let’s get right to the source |
| When I call you beautiful |
| It’s cause I can |
| And when you think I’m sucking up |
| I sort of am |
| The little lies that make you feel good |
| I say more often than I should |
| So I can never make you mad… |
| Any change will bring on pain |
| So I deny it all the same |
| So I can never make you mad |
| Never make you mad… |