I can still picture your perfect teeth

Lying so straight and white behind your smile

And I can still picture your lying eyes

That sparkle hiding all the slights in your mind

And oh, I want to know

Do you talk to her like you talk to me? Oh

I think you do

Oh yeah, you talk to her like you talk to me, oh

I think you do, I think you do

I can still picture your idle hand

So weak and yet you tried to guide me 'round

I can still picture my finger so decorated though I longed to go

And oh, I want to know

Do you talk to her like you talk to me? Oh

I think you do

Oh yeah, you talk to her like you talk to me, oh

I think you do, I think you do

Now I know it's true, you said this is not my forte

No doubt from your father's mouth and then straight out behind my back

Then spoken to my own mother dear, do you really think that she

Would keep it to herself? No, she told me every word and now I know

That you stood there in your one-hit wonder bargain bin

Insinuating I would never do anything

I can still picture your perfect teeth

Lying so straight and white behind your smile

And I can still picture your lying eyes

That sparkle hiding all the slights in your mind

And oh, I want to know

Do you talk to her like you talk to me? Oh

I think you do

Oh yeah, you talk to her like you talk to me, oh

I think you do, I think you do