Verse 1

You walked in smiling, borrowed every key

Sold them a sunrise, charged them for the sea

Names on the papers, promises in ink

You thought the whole town was too proud to think

Pre-Chorus

But every little story leaves a seam

And every borrowed crown comes loose

Now all the doors are opening

There's nowhere left to hide the truth

Chorus

Run, little con man, run out of road

We read the fine print, we know what you sold

You took your shot, but we stood our ground

Now hear the whole town turning it around

We rise, we rise, with our heads held high

You can't sell a lie when the truth walks by