Lyrics: Lucciana Costa. Last Chance For A Pony. Prom Song.

Make everything I say into what you want you want to hear
That?s fine, that?s fine with me
Don?t trust the teller anyway
Can you name one thing you?ve said that you honestly believe?

Your little house of lies
Is a bad disguise
For hiding who you really are
Cause I don?t doubt you know
As I would somehow if I didn?t know
You just wanna hear it will be all right

Low breath
Designed just to lie under the radar of acceptable conversation
I can still hear you

We took the city bus to senior prom
I left glitter on the seats
Fluorescent light never made me feel so good
And you put your arms around me
I lost my favorite purse
Got yelled at for sipping on champagne
But if you ask my honest opinion
They shouldn?t have, shouldn?t have, shouldn?t have had it out there anyway

Low breath
Designed just to lie under the radar of acceptable conversation
I can still hear you, I can still hear you

(Thanks to Lucciana for these lyrics)