Lie to me Gonna be a liar? Lie to me Gonna be a while? Lie to me Gonna be a while? Lie to me Gonna be a while? Lie to me Lie to me Lie to me Lie to
your momma's couch mami All hustlers who ever bought a eighth from me Take this time out, to set the record straight for me 'Member me? Silver bullet
I could hear his heart softly pounding Yes, and only if he was lying by me Would I lie in my bed once again? There's beauty in that silver singing river
me like a perm Though my eyes saw the deception, My heart wouldn't let me learn From um, some, dumb woman, was I, And everytime he'd lie, he would
in ragged clothes the silver thorn of bloddy rose lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow. now i think i know what you tried to say to me how you
(do it a) Harris Photos, group shots, can you remember? (let's do it again) Barry him told his bitch go to the prom and die (do it a) Didn't lie shot
carnies on my eyes, Louis on my case Lobster, shrimp, and calimari right here chilling on my plate They tell me I'm on time, even when I'm late Even if it's a lie
silver And I wonder What will you follow When your head is not in order? And I'm stomping, you're little How can you laugh? How can you lie awake? Making
rose We will lie in wonder making angels in the snow With the snowflakes all around It feels like heaven's reaching down Telling us that we are not alone The silver
in ragged clothes The silver thorn of bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow Now I think I know What you tried to say to me How you suffered
People steal, they cheat and lie For wealth and what it will buy But don't they know on the judgment day That gold and silver will melt away I'd rather
Under the texas moon Queer killers, redneck saints Oh God I pray for you You make me run from god You make me terrified I pray the lord your soul to
glow My silver palomino Sixteen hands from her withers to the ground I lie in bed and listen to the sound Of the west Texas thunder roll My silver palomino
wit me, nigga Im talkin blow You suckas talkin slow, im talkin to who coppin mo They talkin sideways, thats what tha choppas fo? Sittin on them silver
than you're supposed to be Amusement park of abusive arts seek the recipe ((Mad Child) Chorus)) Who can't feel me inside You can't tell me real men
day Cause it's really plain and simple when it came to me There's a lot of people just like me (like me) There's a whole lot just like me (like me) [
if I could hear his heart softly pounding Only if he was lying by me Then I'd lie in my bed once again There's beauty in the silver singing river There