Ow! (SPLIDAO!) I Like It, Though Hail the Sun

This encounter's a trap, and I don't even know where it's at
I've seen self-sabotage one thousand times before
Do you want me to go? Do you want me to go?
Cause you keep calling back
And I still have to bend the truth; it's not worth upsetting you
I've learned to be a shameless liar

Such forceful accusations and violent conversations
Help create a war that we keep fighting, cause we're soldiers in disguise
We're in disguise
Adored by superficial Hollywood
Natural feelings don't feel like they should
A rotten punchline when the joke's no good

And just when things start looking better
I like to kick them to the side
They say the grass is always greener
Until I spray the pesticide

So dysfunctional
Do you want me to go? Do you want me to go?
You keep coming back
We're done!

I still have to bend the truth
I'm sure it's upsetting you
We breed a bunch of little liars