Woorden: Kate Voegele. A Fine Mess. Talkin' Smooth.

[Verse 1]
How many times have you used that line?
Did you replace the last two dozen names with mine?
Is "I love you, baby" second nature by now?
'Cause it sounds awful rehearsed when the words leave your mouth

I don't know why but it seems
That I'm not the first to have heard this speech
Is this a routine you just repeat?
'Cause I don't mean to presume
That you don't love me like you say you do
But you're gonna have to prove that you're true
And you're not just talkin' smooth

[Verse 2]
Your performance deserves an Academy Award
And it's a double edged sword 'cause I sure feel adored
But just between us I'd rather see you slip up
Don't you know that it's those less than perfect words I can't get enough of

Maybe I'm outta my head
But I'm telling you baby that I've been misled
so if the record's off, well could you get it set?
I don't mean to presume
That you don't love me like you say you do
But you're gonna have to prove that you're true
And you're not just talkin' smooth

Well you've proven your charm is a crime
Oh and ooooh why don't you see
The harm in relying on this disguise
You're losing me with every little wink of the eye

The end of my rope is slipping out of my hold
So if you're clever you'd better do some damage control

I don't know why but it seems
You've made a game of making a fool outta me
And I did not sign up to be your tongue-in-cheek, hey oh yeah
I don't mean to presume that you don't love me like you say you do
But you're gonna have to prove that you're true
And you're not just talkin' smooth
Oh, can you prove you're not just talkin' smooth