I'm Moving On

Save your sweet talk

For when you score

Keep your Monday kisses

For your glass ladyI want the truth and nothing more

I'm moving on, moving on

You're getting phonyYou didn't have to tell a white lie

You knew you scored me for life

Don't stick your finger in my pie

You know I'll see through your jive

I want the truth and nothing more

I'm moving, moving on

We're getting phony

When you were angry

You had love in your eyes

When you were sad

You had dream in your voiceBut now, you're giving me your window smile

I'm moving on, moving on

It's getting phony, moving on