Swing the Heartache

Out of her mouth it came as no surprise Lipstick stained on whipcream lies I feel that if I had been uglier It would have been easier There it sat, blinked and spat In a black feather hat And said "the rat" I now possess quasi success But she wants to be a better singer Swing the Heartache Just for her sake But she wants to be a better singer Swing the Heartache Just for her sake