Drop Dead, Gorgeous

We all have out secrets some don't sit well
Some will turn to white lies just as well
Why can't you come clean and tell the truth?
Come clean
Always watching your watch
You're always right on time
I'm on fire
Will someone put me out?
Reaching for the stars above the clouds
I'm burning
Come clean
Tell the truth
Touched by an angel, the Devils breath
Stop being anxious
This villain is faceless
She follows, she traces
This liquor's now tasteless
I can't change this
This lack of breathing will
make you sick
Under the knife's where I'll
make you slip
I can't change this I cant
change