Keep getting the short end of your stick
Sick of hearing you tell me to feel sorry for you
I hang on every line your feeding me
But the way you make me feel is make-believe
Teach me how to lie, my friend
Teach me how to play; how to win
Promise me my life, in the end
When it all comes crashing
Teach me how to lie, lie, lie
Teach me how to
My god you play the victim so well
I bet you had them eating
From your hand since you were 12
Watching as the gold spins out your mouth
Look at your car, I bet your mothers proud
Teach me how to lie, my friend
Teach how to play; how to win
Promise me my life, in the end
When it all comes crashing
Teach me how to lie, my friend
Teach how to play; how to win
Promise me my life, in the end
When it all comes crashing
Teach me how to lie
Teach me how to lie
Teach me how to lie, my friend
When it all comes crashing
Teach me how to lie
Teach me how to lie
Teach me how to lie
Teach me how to lie
Cause it'll all come crashing
Teach me how to lie