You Ain't Foolin Me

You walk away You think I can't hear a thing you say Why don't you say it to my face? Why can't you just be real? My dear friend Why must you insist we pretend That you don't wish that I was dead? I know that's how you feel You're a lion, but you dress up like a sheep And you think you're foolin' me, but you ain't foolin' me You're a sinner, but you're actin' like a saint And you think you're foolin me, but you ain't You attack You twist the knife into my back Where you hold me close and whisper that I mean the world to you I've since learned Of all of the bridges that you've burned All of the friends that drop like birds When you take aim and shoot You're a lion, but you dressed up like a sheet And you think you're foolin' me, but you ain't foolin' me You're a sinner, but you're actin' like a saint Oh, you think you're foolin me, but you ain't You're a lion, but you dressed up like a sheet And you think you're foolin' me, but you ain't foolin' me You're a sinner, but you're actin' like a saint Oh, you think you're foolin me, but you ain't Oh, you think you're foolin me, but you ain't