The perfect gentleman

The same two lies you get wrong every time
One that you care and the other that you don't care at all
The same two chords in all our songs all the time
In here without you within this is an achievement

Come on your face is so pretty
Come on your face is so pretty

The same two lies you get wrong every time
I dressed up like a woman under these clothes for you
And you left it 'till now before you tell me
That's not what you wanted me to go through

I threw all my friends in the river
Metaphorically, but with ugly concrete shoes
And you left it 'till now before you tell me
That was a stupid thing to do

I've been the perfect gentleman
But you've just thrown it back at me
Oh, Jesus Christ, I'm dying here