Leech

Tell those stories to me
 I'm dying to hear the things you've done and seen
 Far-fetched as they may be
 You strike a smile at me
 Your stories ring of perjury
 Construed with self-empowering theme
 Suckin' on my brain, you're the teacher, I'm the student
 Turnin' things around, your story's not congruent
 Tabloid decoys, pitiful excuses
 Turnin' things around, you're turnin' things around
 Go!
 A manic stunning scene
 I'm taking notes, you're takin' me away
 Into your false reality
 I know your comfort lies
 In lying to try to make your life make sense
 But you're not making sense with your two cents, you're
 Suckin' on my brain, you're the teacher, I'm the student
 Turnin' things around, your story's not congruent
 Tabloid decoys, pitiful excuses
 Turnin' things around, you're turnin' things around
 (Ooh, hoo-hoo-ooh) I'd say it aloud, but I'm not allowed
 (Ooh, hoo-hoo) I see your head spin round and round
 Broken record talk tonight
 Skip that needle back and forth on your mind
 Wearin' out unconvincing lies
 Like a seedlin' 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
 Suckin' on my brain, you're the teacher, I'm the student
 Turnin' things around, your story's not congruent
 Tabloid decoys, pitiful excuses
 Turnin' things around, you're turnin' things around
 Yeah, yeah... (you're turnin' things around)
 Yeah, yeah, yeah... (you're suckin' on my brain)
 Yeah, yeah (you're turnin' things around)
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey