Well the lies that you told are like dreams that have fallen
To tires of smoke, yeah to tires of smoke
And my eyes they've been opened, yes, I was the joke
And you played me like I was in Murder She Wrote
There's a ghost at the door, there's a fire in my bed
There's a bell that keeps chiming inside of my head
And a four letter word, but your word isn't 'love'
No my love I don't think you ever gave a fuck, because
I don't believe you
To the clouds that are rolling over your parade
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Let it crumble your banners and wash them away
I'll be out on the street I'll be dancing again, because
I don't believe you
Yes and I don't believe you
You Liar, you liar, liar, you liar!
You Liar, you liar, liar, you liar!
Let me run with the bulls let me forget my name
Let me reel in the feeling I cannot explain
Let me owe it to Bob, turned his back to the crowd
In 1966, said "Play it fuckin' loud
You Liar, you liar, liar, liar!
You Liar, you liar, liar, liar!
You Liar, you liar, liar, liar!
You Liar, you liar, liar, liar!
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