| The last time I saw you you say, have a nice life
|
| We walk down the stairs from the top of the Eiffel Tower
|
| We get in different cars fly on different planes
|
| When we get back home I never see you again
|
| You could tell me lies all day
|
| You could hide your eyes behind your shades
|
| You could never get me to believe a word you say
|
| The night before that we’re all back at the hotel
|
| My hand on your shoulder your back against the wall
|
| Saying «Don't forget I never cared at all
|
| I wish I never called back the first time you called»
|
| You could tell me lies all day
|
| You could hide your eyes behind your shades
|
| You could never get me to believe a word you say
|
| You walk through the halls like an elegant bird on a red carpet
|
| More like a parrot or a vulture or an ostrich or a lame peacock
|
| A pound of flesh on the scale as you bite the hands that feed
|
| Waking up late in your king bed we’re all starving on a bed of nails
|
| I watch you cut the holes in your red and white striped shirt
|
| As you tell all the bands you drank a gallon of rosé
|
| Then you fall down on stage lying on your back
|
| A walking dead rockstar faking a heart attack
|
| You could tell me lies all day
|
| You could hide your eyes behind your shades
|
| You could never get me to believe you
|
| You could tell me lies all day
|
| You could hide your eyes behind your shades
|
| You could never get me to believe a word you say |