Lies کے بول

You talk too much Your mouth moves but it doesn't say much You're feeling colder Your faith is older You believe everything you touch is made of gold That's why it's over That's right it's over Lies, I know you're going to tell me lies I know you're going to bring me lies I know you're going to be impossible Lies, I know you're going to tell me lies I know you're going to feed me lies I know you're going to be impossible You'd sell your soul for a chance to have it all Your style is jaded Your color faded You believe everything that you speak is logical That's why it's over That's right it's over You can't tell me that you're not telling me lies