by Samantha Elliott

Created on: October 06, 2010

Verse #1

He’s a wolf underneath his casual suit

He smiles while hiding his fangs

He speaks all the things my heart longs to hear

But I’m not going through this again

Honey soaked words drip from his tongue

And collect in a pool on the floor

And in it I see his true reflection

And in it I see what I’m in for

Bridge

I closed that door such a long time ago

And here he is sticking in his toe

Standing on his flimsy soapbox

Ready to collapse as he still talks

Chorus

I say

Go on and tell me something

I won’t believe

Try and sell me on something

I won’t believe

I won’t believe you.

Verse #2

He throws out visions of white and gold

And promises a different man

He lassos a star and captures the moon

And they float in the palm of his hand

Love and trust and forgiveness

He tosses out these soothing words

But I know they are made of glass

Ready to break off into shards

Bridge

I closed that door such a long time ago

And here he is sticking in his toe

Standing on his flimsy soapbox

Ready to collapse as he still talks

Chorus

I say

Go on and tell me something

I won’t believe

Try and sell me on something

I won’t believe

I won’t believe you

I’ll never believe you

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