Mmh, yeah

I need some closure
Feel like the chip fell off my shoulder
Over exposure
Open my wounds and make me close up
I got everything that I thought I'd like
Simple memories, we were stained like wine
It's pouring over
Coursing my veins, leaving me sober

But they told me, the more the better
Guess the joke's on me, same old song, I cry

Lie, lie, lie
Mmh (uh)
Lie, lie, lie
They lie, lie, lie
Mmh (uh)
Lie, lie, lie

I hate roller-coasters
Them ups and downs get me no closer
Played my role and did what I'm supposed to
They say, "She's heating up," but I feel colder
Mmh, pour the gasoline, set my dreams on fire
Smoking on my mist 'til it burns my eyes
I'm moving blind now
An empty heart is not a hideout

Oh, they told me, the more the better
Guess the joke's on me
Same old song, I cry

Lie, lie, lie
Mmh
Lie, lie, lie
Don't believe the lie, lie, lie
Mmh
Lie, lie, lie

Oh, ooh, ooh
Ah, ooh-ooh, hey
Ah, ooh, ooh
Ah, ooh-ooh, hey
Mmh, Mmh
Mmh

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Andrew Neely, Dante Jones, Ryan Marrone, Victoria Kelly