Mystery In The Faking - Stepdad

How do you always snag the breaks

Is it just good timing

Is there a method to changing tastes

That you’re hi-hi-hiding

The way that they fly to you

As you tell them that you’re busy

When you leave all your excuses

Sound so flimsy

But nothing can stop a man

Convinced of his own whimsy

He believes I am sold too

Teach it to me

It all seems so easy

Reach out to me and

Hand over your key

You must have gone from good to great

When I had my back turned

You must have buried your mistakes

And had all the maps burned

All that I figured out is

This game is a mystery

As I’ve been talking you’ve

Run out of things to say to me

Everyone stands and cheers for

All this pure dishonesty

What they do I cannot do

Teach it to me

It all seems so easy

Reach out to me and

Hand over your key

When you go don’t look at your shadow

It’s dark there and you need light

Teach it to me

It all seems so easy

Reach out to me and

Hand over your key

How do you always snag the breaks

You must have gone from good to great

Is there a method to changing tastes

(Teach it to me it all seems so easy)

You must have buried your mistakes

(Reach out to me and hand over your key)