Lie Artist (Lyrics)

I can be spiteful But I'm afraid you take the hint When I was delightful You told me how I was suffering It was a lottery A cardhouse, an ATM I'd give you my passwords and you'd share them with your friends Is this something that you believe? Is this something you see? I think you're terrified Cutting deals with the house It's not like they're lies but I Saw you selling to yourself Is this something that you believe? Is this something you see?