| A liar
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| It’s the fear that wakes us up
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| The truth that things are such a mess
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| Far beyond repair
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| Your mind outta service
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| Hard to find the words worth saying
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| What we do to deserve this
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| Everything seems broken when you look at it that way
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| Oh, it’s a disease
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| And they no cure
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| Oh, the truth is such a bore
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| Oh, do you want me to lie?
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| 'Cause I can do it, baby, I can do it
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| Lie to you
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| Please ask me to
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| 'Cause life feels so much better
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| When we just avoid the truth
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| Baby are you okay
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| To lie with me?
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| A deepened disgrace with empty retreats
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| Farther than it seems to be
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| The older I creep, the pain in my body
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| Only for the things in my teens
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| Well, I guess I’ll accept this cabbage
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| Death being the real with my momma’s stepping
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| Jealousy here in the backseat
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| Oh, do you want me to lie?
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| 'Cause I can do it, baby, I can do it
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| Lie to you
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| I’m begging you
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| 'Cause life feels so much better
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| When we just avoid the truth
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| Baby are you okay
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| To lie with me?
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| Baby, are you okay?
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| Oh are you okay with it?
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| Baby, are you okay?
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| Okay with it?
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| 'Cause I can do it baby
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| Oh, 'cause I can do it
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| Oh, 'cause I can do it
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| Oh, do you want me to lie?
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| 'Cause I can do it, baby, I can do it
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| Lie to you
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| Please ask me to
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| 'Cause life feels so much better
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| When we just avoid the truth
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| Baby are you okay
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| To lie with me?
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| 'Cause I can do it, baby, I can do it
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| Lie to you
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| I’m begging you
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| 'Cause life feels so much better
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| When we just avoid the truth
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| Baby are you okay
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| To lie with me? |