Waterfall

She lives her life like a player. She's a shady kind of gal

She likes using her charm to play with weak minded men's morale

She gets so high knowing that she's playing the games that hurt herself

But that kind of thing happens when you're lonely

Well what can she think of now?

I look at her and see nothing but greed in her eyes

I notice the way she smiles with disguise

She numbs the pain by sipping on alcohol

She cries like a waterfall

Drip drop, drip drop, no more lies