Conman Lyrics

Karma walks her way down to me

Not the best at dodgin' bullets

Often times, I fail to see

She gives me a wake up call and I fall back to sleep

Pillow talkin' with a succubus

I call her sweet relief, yeah

Pardon me, what have you got to lose?

I could take it free of charge

So all you need to do is choose

Go and sign your name

I'll need your first, middle and last

With the swiftness of a pen, I have broke the camels back

I'm a conman

I prefer con-artist

I write tall tales

But at least I'm honest

I sell broken people sticks and stones

Consequences are the one and only thing I own

I'm a hack-fraud, whack job masked by all my insecurities

Vicariously livin' through your social security, yeah

Cause I'm a conman

I prefer con-artist

I write tall tales

But at least I'm honest

Sell your soul

To your cellular

They say jealousy is key

Cause I'm a conman

But I prefer con-artist

THE 10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU

ONE

TWO

THREE

GO

There I lie

In socks and briefs

Covered in suds

And soaked in bleach

And when I spin, I'm fine again

A vicious cycle, a vicious cycle

Repeat and rinse

The ten things I hate about you, yeah

I hate about me too

The ten things I hate about you, yeah

I hate about me too

The ten things I hate about you, yeah

I hate about me too

The ten things I hate about you, are the ten things I hate about me too

I want to live

In ecstasy

But my affiliations, always seem to get the best of me

I had trouble fitting in, and I've got problems but who gives?

I could put them in a list for you but instead I'll do this

The ten things I hate about you, yeah

I hate about me too

The ten things I hate about you, yeah

I hate about me too

The ten things I hate about you, yeah

I hate about me too

The ten things I hate about you

(FUCK YOU)

Are the ten things I hate about me too