Save your sweet talk for when you score,
  Keep your monday kisses for your glass lady,
  I want the truth and nothing more,
  I'm moving on, moving on you're getting phony,
  You didn't have to tell a white lie,
  You know you scored me for life,
  Don't stick your fingers in my pie,
  You know I'll see through your jive,
  I want the truth and nothing more,
  I'm moving on, moving on you're getting phony,
  When you were angry you had love in your eyes,
  when you were sad you had a dream in your voice,
  But now your giving me your window smile,
  I'm moving on, moving on you're getting phony.