Los premios pinocho

Rock, paper, scissors
No matter what happens with you
I'll always end up losing
If I choose odds, evens come up, not odds
I've stopped being the bellboy of your tearful hotel

You don't want to give me the exclusive
Of the motorcycle you wanted to sell me yesterday
Your words don't fix everything, sweetheart
Wounds don't heal on their own
Don't mistake them for trends

And today, starting today, I'm leaving
Merging with the sun
Of this new dawn

I'm sorry, I'm not made of wood
I don't lie while you
Have been nominated again in 2008
For the Pinocchio Awards

And your womanly charms
I wouldn't want to tell you where to stick them
It's okay for me to wear the pants
But what I no longer wear
Are the ones I wore in two relationships

It's not in my nature, and those hanging from me
Don't think they're handling it well either
What I felt for you is over, rest in peace
In a distant cemetery
Dirty and well supported

And today, starting today, I'm leaving
Merging with the sun
Of this new dawn

I'm sorry, I'm not made of wood
I don't lie, while you
Have been nominated again in 2008
For the Pinocchio Awards

As time goes by, my life starts to bloom
Away from you
I realize that you're the wound
That was bleeding inside my skin

I'm sorry, I'm not made of wood
I don't lie, while you
Have been nominated again in 2008
For the Pinocchio Awards

How could I believe you
You're a bad actress