You got a smart mouth,
Dripping with that southern charm
And I'll be sure to make a point of you,
So don't go too far

Oh, you thought you had me fooled,
When you were spinning tales,
Of love and rendezvous
But I'm over it
Yeah, I'm over you

Your hands are still as red
As the lipstick you smeared on me,
So lovingly

You can't solve all your problems,
Cramped up in the backseat
It's surprising with all your delusions
You so convincingly give off the illusion
Of stable and charming
Your talent's alarming
Well, darling,
You're losing your touch

You thought you had me fooled,
When you were spinning tales,
Of love and rendezvous
But I'm over it
Yeah, I'm over you

Take it from me, princess,
You're not the brightest crown in the box
'Cause lies have a way of reaching the top,
Surfacing where you thought that they would stop
But I've got ears,
And more wit than you do
You've been caught,
Lacking truth

It's a wonder how you could love anyone else,
When you're head over heels in love with yourself