[Verse] You walk through the door, a king on parade, With all of your wisdom, your charm on display. You speak like you know all the answers I crave, But I see through the mask, a card that you've played. [Verse 2] Your words like to dance on those gilded tightropes, They hint at a world so refined and so grand. But underneath whispers, the lies they elope, In the echoes of silence, I take my stand. [Chorus] Oh, you’re condescending, can’t you see? With every smooth jest, just let me be. The charm may be old, but I am free, Don’t condescend, it's not for me. [Verse 3] The evenings of glamor, the cigarette smoke, Your laughter rings hollow, an echo in time. To think you can sway me with just a sad joke, In the heartbeats between us, you're no friend of mine. [Bridge] Through velvet, through satin, your stories unfold, Yet in those high towers, you seem so unkind. I see in your eyes all the stories untold, To stand on your own, you'd be surprised to find. [Verse 4] The game that you play, it’s too old and too weak, The honesty fading, the truth left behind. Your grandeur, it crumbles, as illusions peak, For within all your splendor, you're just a stray mind.
