Mmm… smells like fall...

Oh wait — that’s just another one of your lies.

You text me “hey,” with that old emoji face,

Said you’ve changed — boy, that’s so cliché.

You wear flannel, talk ‘bout “new beginnings,”

But I can see your game still spinning.

You’re sugar on the surface, bitter underneath,

All your words are sweet — I can’t believe a thing.

Pumpkin spice lies — yeah, I see through your disguise,

All that cinnamon charm, but your heart’s still ice.

You talk like October, taste like July,

Boy, I’m not falling for your pumpkin spice lies.

You post those leaves like you’re deep and wise,

But your captions are just copied lines.

I sip my latte, laugh a bit inside —

You’re the reason autumn rolls its eyes.

You’re sugar on the surface, bitter underneath,

Keep your cozy stories, babe, I’ll keep my peace.

Pumpkin spice lies — yeah, I see through your disguise,

All that cinnamon charm, but your heart’s still ice.

You talk like October, taste like July,

Boy, I’m not falling for your pumpkin spice lies.

You said “sweater weather” — I said “whatever.”

You said “we could try again” — I said “never.”

Pumpkin spice lies — yeah, I see through your disguise,

All that cinnamon charm, but your heart’s still ice.

You talk like October, taste like July,

Boy, I’m not falling for your pumpkin spice lies.

Na-na-na, no more tries,

Na-na-na, pumpkin spice lies.

Na-na-na, fake your highs —

I’m done with pumpkin spice lies.

Next time you brew a story...

Don’t forget, I like mine real.