Honest Liar
Honest Liar
Tell me something good
'cause something doesn't sit
The more that you make up
the less the pieces fit
Your story's cheap
you sweep them off the floor,
saying no returns, please,
when they don't work no more
yeah, aren't you bored?
yeah, aren't you tired?
I can't take it anymore,
hey, hey, hey,
you honest liar.
Such a bad taste
left in your mouth
Were those names bitter
when you spit them out?
Get out, fortune lady,
Get out, weatherman,
Get out, house of cards,
don't you understand?
yeah, aren't you bored?
yeah, aren't you tired?
I can't take it anymore,
hey, hey, hey,
you honest liar
Writer/s: John Calvin Abney
