Liar - Screeching Weasel

You’re everything I hate and more

So afraid you’ll be a bore

So you make up stories, spread gossip and lies

But it’s the kind of bullshit that nobody buys

You’re a liar

Fuck you

I haven’t heard a convincing one yet

About to be busted, you’re starting to sweat

Quick change the subject, hell, nobody cares

The fact is, you’re a liar, we’re all quite aware

Couldn’t tell a story straight

Wouldn’t know how to begin

'Cause telling the truth would be a mortal sin

You make up lies for lack of something to do

You’re a worthless, old, douchebag and I hate you