Girls

Feelings about 'girls' who play passive aggressive games-not knowing how obvious they are

Your hate hangs in the air

Misty odor of evil

You pretend that you like me

But you can't hide your label

It SCREAMS...

I'm fake, I'm empty

Fake as the smile on your sweet little face

You're fake, You're empty

You're left in the past and I'm turning the page

Your words are so dreary

Tongue quick like the devil

Phony eyes of emotion

Still you can't hide your label

It SCREAMS...

I'm fake, I'm empty

Fake as the smile on your sweet little face

You're fake, You're empty

You're left in the past and I'm turning the page

So fake and so empty

Don't pretend that you like me

It only brings hate

So fake and so empty

Don't fake your way through it

Give me a break

You're fake!....