I've sold my sweetest charms from my arms
All told I've sold my lies
For fifteen times the times i lied
Six miles six miles high
Ten feet wide and fit to tie
Fit to die, a damned good buy
A damned goodbye
This snake oil wears away
I'll twist my truth
Into a cardboard you
I'll look just like you
I'm finally found a fake
All told I'm found a fake
I'll tread this lake
While my arms still ache
Six miles, six miles high
Ten feet wide and fit to try
