She ain't real
She acts likes a stranger
When she walks by
Thinking she plays her own game
She makes me smile
Whenever she's around
Lemons seem sweet to you
But in the end you're just a fool in her mixed-up stew
That roadblock between your ears
Disconnects common and sense
You are not a part of her jet black heart
I'm no longer there for you
Wake up
YOou're acting like a stranger
When you walk by
Think you
Control your own game
You make me sigh
Lemons seem so sweet when I look at you
But in my band there is no place for another fool
You can't decide who to choose
So bright orange is turning blue
Was the gra** greener on the other side