I can read your mind.
I see your skin turn red
When you lie.
If you don't wanna tell me nothing
Then you can go straight to hell.
Now I'm gonna tell you something
you fucked this up yourself.
I'm pullin' out my parachute
And I'm jumping from the plane we flew.
First I'm gonna tell the truth
But then I'm burning my bridge to you.
[...]
Don't lie
You're lying through your teeth.
And don't try to touch me
I'm afraid of your disease.