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 contradiction up
And the clean coming will hurt And you can never get it spotless When there's dirt beneath the dirt The liar take a lot less time