Am I the Bad Guy

Lies oozes out of you Can't even hide it with make up Even the lie detector goes wild Might want to go for a check up Because my doctor gave me anti lie pills To shield me from your "I can explain" explosive Looks like I'm the one with the corrosive motive To drill the truth out until you feel ill Don't worry about the medical bills Mr Gates Because you failed to attend them just like those dinner dates That showed me your fifty shades.