You f*cking peacock
Bright blue like forget-me-nots
And yet I forgot how I got myself caught
Perhaps, I was groomed
A docile baboon
But I'm the buffoon cause I let myself swoon
Well you don't tell the truth
And you don't sing in tune
And you let go of me
Like a useless balloon
I ain't no quitter
When it comes to being bitter
So I'll keep on picking the scab off this wound
And as for me, I don't buy what you're selling
As for me, I don't buy what you're selling
I don't believe all the lies you've been telling
As for me, I don't buy what you're selling
What's your excuse
You used me as a muse
And now I've been reduced
To a tattered taboo
Trash is still litter
Even covered in glitter
And I am still bitterly licking this wound
Well you don't tell the truth
And you don't sing in tune
But you are the man who makes
A brand from a bruise
I ain't no quitter
When it comes to being bitter
To rip out the stitches is the lot that I choose
To rip out the stitches is the lot that I choose
And as for me, I don't buy what you're selling
As for me, I don't buy what you're selling
I don't believe all the lies you've been telling
As for me, I don't buy what you're selling
As for me, I don't buy what you're selling
As for me, I don't buy what you're selling
I don't believe all the lies you've been telling
As for me, I don't buy what you're selling
You f*cking peacock
You better forget me not
I'll make good and sure that you don't live me down
Thought you were ridded
But you're not forgiven
Threw me in the river
But witches don't drown
Threw me in the river
But witches don't drown
You f*cking peacock
You f*cking peacock
Forget me not
Forget me not
Forget me not
Forget me not
Forget me not
Forget me not
Forget me not
Forget me not
Forget me not
Forget me not
Forget me not
Forget me not
Forget me not
Forget me not
Forget me not