Gillian Was A Horse

It’s midnight and I give up I’m tired of lying for you
I will not hold your hands and pretend I’m your lover
You must admit the turnouts have all been less than grand
There’s no more police escorts or the high school welcome bands
I’m no lie detector
He’s no bullshit talker
And we both know who knows
What should be known to all the onlookers
Now they’ve put away the kissing booths chapstick gossips truth
The only donkey that they’ll be riding boy is the one wearing your shoes
Know they’ve heard it through the walls of telephone operators
And I found out from someone else said it was your brother
I’m no lie detector
He’s no bullshit talker
And we both know who knows
What should be known to all the onlookers
I don’t care if I’m the only one who’s not paying
'Cause honey I am done staying up all night waiting
Now we’re all tying the ribbons of worry to your tree
Your passing will make the headlines but sadly no one will read
Just how the town’s hopeless romantic had his heart on his sleeve
Died alone in the carport of the local library
I’m no lie detector
He’s no bullshit talker
And we both know who knows
What should be known to all the onlookers
I’m no lie detector
He’s no bullshit talker
And we both know who knows
What should be known to all the onlookers