You were sickened with the vowing of silence
I was taken by your permanent high
Two lovers all you turned on, how romantic
Never need a guillotine to get you off my mind

You were swept up in the buzz of a marriage
I was secretly hoping one of us might die
A postcard would have ended up with the carriage {?}
Let's call it X, no, let's just call it "why?"

You're just like your dad!
Surprised?
You don't only share his eyes!
It's the trick that's in your hand,
It's the knack for telling awful lies
Why am I always right?

As he slept the day away in my bedroom,
I found a criminal use for your pillow
I love you terribly,
I swear that this is true
But I just can't stop my hands from smothering you

I skipped town on a flight to your city,
There I crept up to your lover's window
You poured a Scotch and sat alone in the kitchen {?}
I took that aim and I let it blow!

You're just like your dad!
Surprised?
You don't only share his eyes!
It's the trick that's in your hand,
It's the knack of telling awful lies

You're just like your dad!
Surprised?
You don't only share his eyes!
It's the trick that's in your hand,
It's the knack of telling awful lies
Why am I always right? Nn

Stick a fork in the socket
Do what you'd like
Just make sure that
I'm far out of your life

Oh,
Take an axe to your fingers,
Carve out your eyes
Cut out your tongue,
And we'll call this a tie! Oh!

Cut out your eye and tongue,
And we'll call this a tie

You're just like your dad!
Surprised?
You don't only share his eyes!
It's the trick that's in your hand,
It's the knack for telling awful lies

It's the trick that's in your hand,
It's the knack for telling awful lies

It's the trick that's in your hand,
It's the knack for telling awful lies

Why am I always right?