Testo Fake

You know I'm kinda good looking.
You're not terribly dumb
Yeah we're not really attracted
But still we're kinda turned on
I've got a future like falling stocks.
You've got a mouth like a mailbox.
Evil eyes. Evil grin.
Open your doggie-door, I'll crawl back in.
Fake fur. Fake I.D.
Fake you, and fake me.
My excuse. Your mistake.
Turns out everything we had was fake

All my thoughts are batting zero.
Supermarket? Superhero?
I'm no Stone and I'm no Beatle.
My cover's blown. I'm going fetal.
This is the place when I start to speak.
This is the part where you turn to leave.
This is how you get off.
This is the part where I go soft.