Then why say anything at all? If you can't say that you still love me Don't tell me no lies when you call If you can't say that you still need me If you can't say that you're sorry For all the tears you caused to fall If you can't tell my heart is

You can't lose You make me offers that I can't refuse You keep telling pretty lies Only you're killing me with your Baby, don't you know You're tired with the truth You keep telling pretty lies, babe You make me offers that I can't refuse, yeah

Let me be your friend Baby, let me in 'Cause I got you, you, oh You, I got you, I got you We can get high, oh, nah-nah-nah We can get low, oh, nah-nah-nah Tell you no lies, oh, nah-nah-nah We can get lost, oh, nah-nah-nah Take it all off, oh, nah-nah-nah

I heard you tellin' lies I heard you say you weren't born of our blood I know we're the crooked kind But you're crooked too, boy, and it shows Some get dealt simple hands Some walk the common paths, all nice and worn But all folks are damaged goods It

I don't mind When I'm with you You can tell me your lies You can me tell all night When I'm with, when I'm with, when I'm with But you know I got your back I'm on your side When you know I Know you're playing with my mind No I don't mind

That to me is what your eyes are, Soft as stars in April skies are, Tell me some day you'll fulfill Their promise of a thrill. Flashing eyes in which my hopes rise, Let me show you where my heart lies. Let me prove that it adores That loveliness of yours.

Hold my breath False tales lies of a washed up prom queen Why'd you tell me everything was fine? Everything was okay? Get on your knees Oh, why you tore me up? No, why everything's dead inside Oh, you could've told me, at least I would've known No, you

Take me to church I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife Offer me that deathless death Good God, let me give you my life Amen, Amen, Amen My lover's got humor She's the giggle at a funeral

Stand there and look into my eyes And tell me that all we had were lies Show me that to you it don't count And I'll stand here if you prefer Yes I'll leave you without a word Hey you can tell the world That you're leaving And you can pack your bags And

Don't sing love songs, you'll wake my mother She's sleeping here right by my side And in her right hand a silver dagger She says that I can't be your bride "All men are false", says my mother "They'll tell you wicked, lovin' lies The very next evening,