You walk away
You think I can't hear a thing you say
Why don't you say it to my face?
Why can't you just be real?
My dear friend
Why must you insist we pretend
That you don't wish that I was dead?
I know that’s how you feel
You're a lion, but you dress up like a sheep
And you think you're foolin' me, but you ain't foolin' me
You're a sinner, but you're actin' like a saint
And you think you're foolin me, but you ain't
You attack
You twist the knife into my back
Where you hold me close and whisper that
I mean the world to you
I've since learned
Of all of the bridges that you've burned
All of the friends that drop like birds
When you take aim and shoot
You're a lion, but you dressed up like a sheet
And you think you're foolin' me, but you ain't foolin' me
You're a sinner, but you're actin' like a saint
Oh, you think you're foolin me, but you ain't
You're a lion, but you dressed up like a sheet
And you think you're foolin' me, but you ain't foolin' me
You're a sinner, but you're actin' like a saint
Oh, you think you're foolin me, but you ain’t
Oh, you think you're foolin me, but you ain’t