Perfect Teeth

I can still picture your perfect teeth
 Lying so straight and white behind your smile
 And I can still picture your lying eyes
 That sparkle hiding all the slights in your mind
 And oh, I want to know
 Do you talk to her like you talk to me? Oh
 I think you do
 Oh yeah, you talk to her like you talk to me, oh
 I think you do, I think you do
 I can still picture your idle hand
 So weak and yet you tried to guide me 'round
 I can still picture my finger so decorated though I longed to go
 And oh, I want to know
 Do you talk to her like you talk to me? Oh
 I think you do
 Oh yeah, you talk to her like you talk to me, oh
 I think you do, I think you do
 Now I know it's true, you said this is not my forte
 No doubt from your father's mouth and then straight out behind my back
 Then spoken to my own mother dear, do you really think that she
 Would keep it to herself? No, she told me every word and now I know
 That you stood there in your one-hit wonder bargain bin
 Insinuating I would never do anything
 I can still picture your perfect teeth
 Lying so straight and white behind your smile
 And I can still picture your lying eyes
 That sparkle hiding all the slights in your mind
 And oh, I want to know
 Do you talk to her like you talk to me? Oh
 I think you do
 Oh yeah, you talk to her like you talk to me, oh
 I think you do, I think you do