Now i'm noticably dumber than i was one year ago And i would like to think it's a better thing, But i'll tell myself almost anything these days It's a little complicated; Letting people down is a full time business My shallow commitments surrounding me I snapped my cellphone to escape Now somewhere in this town There's a lynchmob for me Oh charlatan me, i can't control all these feelings it's getting hard to stand up straight Now there's strangers in the kitchen I'm dodging people like they're bullets 'Cause we're not talking, We're just practicing our small talk And i've learned tricks about saving face I gotta keep you all thinking that i'm loving this place I don't mean to be crude, But i can't talk to you Without a cigarette in my hand It's a crutch to hold me up It's my shield from all you Oh charlatan me, i can't control all these feelings oh charlatan me, you must be down all because of me