Little Did He Know

White lies, covered up in your disguise, little did he know
That I, would be the one to get inside, and make you come a little closer

He said, She says we're going under
And I can't stand one more day

Is this the way that you want it to be?
Well I guess, I guess its just too late
All I could say (All I could say)
Is that we're fucked up, in our own little special way
Our own little special way

I don't need a reason why
Here's your reason to say goodbye well,
I really don't care anymore
I can see the truth inside
Everything that we try to hide well,
I really don't care anymore

But what did the bastard
Do to set you free
And its coming faster than he did, would you do this to me?
Its not the same
We're not a game

Is this the way that you want it to be?
Well I guess, I guess its just too late
All I could say (All I could say)
Is that we're fucked up, in our own little special way
Our own little special way

Well here we go
You're not alone
Little did he know

Copyright 2014 Joy Ride Music ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Produced and Recorded by Mike Oettinger at Cannonfoundsoundation

Album Artwork By Hue Dare

CJ Mueller - Lead Vocals
Bryan Antolos - Lead Guitar
James Pawson - Rhythm Guitar
Ashley Philhower - Bass
Justin Caprio/Anthony Barone - Drums
lyrics
White lies, covered up in your disguise, little did he know
That I, would be the one to get inside, and make you come a little closer

He said, She says we're going under
And I can't stand one more day

Is this the way that you want it to be?
Well I guess, I guess its just too late
All I could say (All I could say)
Is that we're fucked up, in our own little special way
Our own little special way

I don't need a reason why
Here's your reason to say goodbye well,
I really don't care anymore
I can see the truth inside
Everything that we try to hide well,
I really don't care anymore

But what did the bastard
Do to set you free
And it's coming faster than he did, would you do this to me?
It's not the same
We're not a game

Is this the way that you want it to be?
Well I guess, I guess its just too late
All I could say (All I could say)
Is that we're fucked up, in our own little special way
Our own little special way

Well here we go
You're not alone
Little did he know