Tell those stories to me I'm dying to hear the things you've done and seen
  Farfetched as they may be
  You strike a smile in me
   Your stories ring of perjury
  Construed with self empowering theme
  Suckin' on my brain your the teacher I'm the student
  Turning things around your story's not congruent
  Tabloid decoys pitiful excuses
  Turning things around You're turning things around
  A manic stunning scene I'm taking notes your taking me away into your false reality
  I know you comfort lies in lying to try to make your life make sense
  But you're not making sense I'd say it aloud but I'm not aloud I see your head spin round and round
  Broken record talk tonight skip that needle back and forth on your mind wearing out unconvincing lies
  Like a seedling dropped from an old oak tree your shade don't hide no sun from me
  Fake stories humor me It's graduation time I love you like a mother