On the Lie

He burnt down the house one night
He had a loaded six pack gun.
He said that Jesus Christ was just like a cop
You know you never know when they’ll come.
She said every day above ground
Was another dream come true.
He said I’d hang and swap clichs all night
But I’m not in love with you.
And I never got serious
Til everything went black.
And I ain’t so curious
That I’m ever going back.
On the lie.
He said, man, you want to be Elvis.
I said I ain’t dying face down.
He said you’ve got to die facing up in the world,
Cuz there’s too many holes around.
He asked what was wrong with me,
He said I looked like a Hollywood girl.
I said that Hollywood can fall into the ocean, man,
Cuz it’s the ugliest place in the whole wide world.
On the lie, he was.
On the lie, she was.
It’s always a stinkin' lie