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…