Besedila: Jane's Addiction. The Great Escape Artist. End To The Lies.

You sit around there telling stories
Taking chips from old past glories
I had never thought that you weigh
A single left, choose
With some parts that you can't use
That's why I never liked your pity parties

You never really change like they say
Oh, you'll only become more like yourself
He thought he knew you back in the day
When I was down but now I'm still flying hell

You talk about me so much
That I think that you're in love with me
Yea, you do, it's true man, your busted
You talk about me to your friends
Or anyone with time to listen
You can never ever be trusted

You never really change like they say
Oh, you'll only become more like yourself
He thought he knew you back in the day
When I was down but now I'm still flying hell

End to the lies, End to the lies
End to the lies, End to the lies

Now you
You were the foreskin
I was the real head
You were the foreskin

You never really change like they say
Oh, you'll only become more like yourself
He thought he knew you back in the day
When I was down but now I'm still flying hell

End to the lies, End to the lies
End to the lies, End to the lies
End to the lies, End to the lies
End to the lies, End to the lies