Your Word from Wild Child by Eliot Wilder

You talk like a politician
Or a guy who sells used cars
Or a guy who says
He doesn't want your money
Or a guy who tell stories in bars
You sound oh so confident
Like you really believe what you say
Where's the truth
Where's the lie
What does it matter anyway

Your word it means nothing to me

I've seen your face on the TV
And on the covers of magazines
Whenever something is going on
You always make those scenes
Some say that you're a narcissist
Some say you just speak your mind
Where's the truth
Where's the lie
It's impossible to find

You are just like a rock star
And you just love the fame
Whenever you walk into a room
People shout and scream your name
Some say you make them happy
Some say you're a passing phase
Where's the truth
Where's the lie
Who knows the difference these days

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