Verse 1
I Heard The Truth Was Built To Bend
A Mechanism To Suspend The Guilt
Is What You Are Requiring Still
You've Got, To Dance Little Liar...
Just Like Those Fibbs That Pop And Fizz
And You'll Be Forced To Take That Awful Quiz
And You're Bound To Trip
And She'll Detect The Fiction On
Your Lips And Dig A Contradicion Up...
Chorus
And The Clean Coming Will Hurt
And You Can Never Get It Spotless
When There's Dirt Beneath The Dirt...
The Liar Takes A Lot Less Time
Verse 2
Im Sure It's Clear And Plain To Me
It's Not An Alibi You Need Just Yet
Oh No, It's Something For Those Beads Of
Sweat
Yes That Will Get You Back To Normal
And After You Have Dabbed The Patch
You’ll Grieve
And Then Proceed To Scratch The Varnish Off
That Newly Added Calmness
So As Not To Raise Any Alarms Too Soon
Chorus
And The Clean Coming Will Hurt
And You Can Never Get It Spotless
When There's Dirt Beneath The Dirt...
The Liar Takes A Lot Less Time
Bridge
Time To Decide On His Saunter
Have You Got Itchy Bones?
And In All Your Time Alone
Can You Hack Your Mind Being Riddled
With The Wrong Memories?
Instrumental
Chorus
And The Clean Coming Will Hurt
And You Can Never Get It Spotless
When Theres Dirt Beneath The Dirt
