I've sold my sweetest charms from my armsAll told I've sold my liesFor fifteen times the times i liedSix miles six miles highTen feet wide and fit to tieFit to die, a damned good buyA damned goodbyeThis snake oil wears awayI'll twist my truthInto a cardboard youI'll look just like youI'm finally found a fakeAll told I'm found a fakeI'll tread this lakeWhile my arms still acheSix miles, six miles highTen feet wide and fit to try
