As the green hits the canvas Your eyes come into view Olive skin alive with texture Coat your frame anew Could you feel this coming? You're drying inside... The finish is cracking The truth no longer hides Don't waste your breath on me I happen to know everything I've seen the creature you try to hide So save your lies... Your lips once soft and moist Now chipped, eroding away Beautiful eyes so enchanting Now fading to gray I could see this coming You're decaying inside The character you're playing Has run out of lines Don't waste your breath on me I happen to know everything I've seen the creature you try to hide So save your lies... You could feel this coming You're dying inside The finish is cracking The truth no longer hides Don't waste your breath on me I happen to know everything I've seen the creature you try to hide So save your lies...