pants on fire - Medicine

And my eyes turn red
Like they've never gone before
And I keep to myself
I don't want your heavenly deceit
I cant take it anymore
I cant take it anymore
Woah

And I don't care anymore
You're my medicine metaphor
And you've already been
Getting bored
Of my face again

I don't care anymore
Your my medicine metaphor
You've already been
Getting bored
Of my face again
I don't mess
With the chords
It's already tangled up
On the floor
Tripping over everything
Kinda sore
But I haven't had enough
Of yours
Of yours
Of yours
Of yours

And my eyes turn red
Like they've never gone before
And I think to myself
I don't want your heavenly deceit
I cant take it anymore
Woah
I cant take it anymore
Woah

I don't care anymore
Your my medicine metaphor
You've already been
Getting bored
Of my face again
I don't mess
With the chords
It's already tangled up
On the floor
Tripping over everything
Kinda sore
But I haven't had enough
Of yours
Of yours
Of yours
Of yours

Written by:
Finn Neilan, Matthew Reid, Mel Mehigan, Ollie West

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