The Fake Headlines Lyrics

The Fake Headlines lyrics

I wrote the news today in a tent outside the midway rides, and as my money flew,
singing to their pockets, you could only know your shame, knowing what the good
ones do. And when you see the bruises on my legs from kicking pills yeah, then
you see how recklessly the pages are filled. Make headlines, believe them, come
back. Want to be upside down, maybe thrown from side to side. Want to fall from
the clouds, sailing like a ship at sea. Want to think out so loud that the
fashion police break me. I wrote the news today in a tent outside the midway
rides, and as my money flew, singing to their pockets, I... I filled the whole
front page with the catchiest words I could find, believe me, come back. Fake
headlines, believe them, come