Ironic Lyrics

Who invited this guy?

Walking the walk

He's talking his smooth talk too well

A hot mess, wax dripping from head to toe

Somebody shorten his wick

He's gonna go overboard

Words are flying like

He said, she said

I say we better watch our backs around this shifty figure

But it's all hearsay

It doesn't matter anyway

He'll still do a fine job to seduce you

Hate to say I told you so

But a scar will only fade, you know

We were counting down the days

Watching the clock, tick tick

Isn't it ironic?

Who the hell is this guy?

Claiming his property

Pissing on everything he sees

I'm not one for metaphors

But if we are the curtains

He's a flaming torch

Oh, stop that

Stop that

Oh, stop that

Hate to say I told you so

But a scar will only fade, you know

We were counting down the days

Watching the clock, tick tick

Isn't it ironic?

Oh, stop that

Stop that

Oh, stop that