Lie to me
(Strophe)
There is a woman,
far over the sea,
standing and waiting, praying for me.
Here I lie sleeping,
a girl by my side
who am I hurting,
each time I lie?
Lie to me, lie,
lie to me, lie.
There is a woman,
trying hard to be brave
the way that I hurt her, has made her afraid.
Things that I'm doing, are breaking her heart
still she's pretending, that we'll never part.
Lie to me, lie,
lie to me, lie.
I don't care what people may say,
I know everybody lies.
I'm not trying to hurt my love,
I'm only trying to get by.
(Strophe)
Lie to me, lie,
lie to me, lie,
lie to me, lie,
lie to me, lie,
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