Tell those stories to me 
I'm dying to hear the things you've done and seen 
Farfetched as they may be 
You strike a smile in me 
Your stories ring of perjury 
Construed with self empowering theme 

Suckin' on my brain your the teacher I'm the student 
Turning things around your story's not congruent 
Tabloid decoys pitiful excuses 
Turning things around 
You're turning things around 

A manic stunning scene 
I'm taking notes your taking me away into your false reality 
I know your comfort lies in lying to try to make your life make sense 
But you're not making sense 
With your two cents, you're...

Suckin' on my brain your the teacher I'm the student 
Turning things around your story's not congruent 
Tabloid decoys pitiful excuses 
Turning things around 
You're turning things around 

I'd say it aloud but I'm not aloud 
I see your head spin round and round 

Broken record talk tonight 
Skip that needle back and forth on your mind 
Wearing out unconvincing lies 
Like a seedling dropped from an old oak tree 
Your shade don't hide no sun from me 
Fake stories humor me 
It's graduation time 
I love you like a mother 

Suckin' on my brain your the teacher I'm the student 
Turning things around your story's not congruent 
Tabloid decoys pitiful excuses 
Turning things around 
You're turning things around