Trace Faulkner - The Bitter Waltz Lyrics

You're a phony a fake
Always three hours late
You swear that you're fresh
But expired yesterday
You only care if you lose
You're a half staged excuse
I can't believe I fell in love with you

You're a liar a crier
A mandolin wire
That's wrapped round my neck
Till I fight to respire
You're a botched up tattoo
In a new pair of shoes
I can't believe I fell in love with you

You're naively proud talk too long in a crowd
And then flip up your skirt as you bow

You're a tourist a trap
Rely too much on your rack
You say you'll be fine
But fight the urge to adapt
You're too loud you're too loose
I asked for more you refused
I can't believe I fell in love with you
No I can't believe I fell in love with you
No I can't believe I fell in love with you