paroles de chanson Fake Words - Henry Hall

Oh my mom doesn't know about me.
That's because I don't tell her a goddamned thing.
Lying... Kind of...
Oh she'll never know.
No she won't, never will, because I'll just sing...

Na na na...

Oh my brother always crosses his t's.
That's because he is a better guy than me.
Less than... Kind of...
Oh he'll never know...
No he won't, never will, because I'll just say...

Na na na...

And I'm not necessarily saying that I hate myself,
But I wouldn't exactly invite me over for dinner...