Sold! Paroles

From the names that get bought in a row
Doesn't work anymore,
It doesn't make it alright.
You're just a name on the shelf,
And the colors amaze,
But they don't cover the lies.

Let's put some change into a broken meter.
Let's make a sickness with the remedy.
A hint of mint and then there's no more flavor,
Another bruise on the bulletin nose‚
It doesn't hurt anymore,
It doesn't make it alright.

You're just a name on the shelf,
And the colors amaze,
But they don't cover the lies.

I get sold
It doesn't hurt anymore,
And you know I get sold;
It doesn't hurt anymore,
It doesn't mean it was right.
You're just a name on the shelf,
And the colors amaze,
But they don't cover the lies.

I can't remember the name, but I'm sold!
It doesn't hurt anymore,
It doesn't mean it was right.
You're just a name on the shelf,
And the colors amaze,
But they don't cover the lies.