The Counterfeiters

Oh, the word is out
They’re washing their hands of you
I know you destroy everything you do
So it’s really no surprise
You can see the esteem dwindling in their eyes
You reap what you sow, oh baby, I should know
I’m gonna use this to get in with you
'Cause you’re a counterfeit lover
Digging in the dirt
For the reality behind
Which lover shot the other first
Oh no, oh no
Come to me my darling, neither one of us
Has an invite to the party, we may have once but since then
Our ambitions have become a thorny pride
Neither one of us, dishonest enough to hide
What we could claim with a teary eye
As our natural birthright
'Cause you’re my counterfeit lover
Tell me dear where it hurts?
Do you think think that I don’t know
That someone else had loved you first?
I don’t care, I don’t care
Oh, the word is out
They’re washing their hands of you
I know you destroy, I know you destroy
I know you destroy, I don’t care
I know you destroy, I know you destroy
I know you destroy