Lies Are Gold

Lies are made of gold
Truth should not be told
There’s no, no finish line
Lust’s leading us blind
Sweet, sweet misery
I can’t get what I seek
What if he could read my mind?
Lies are made of gold
Truth should not be told
You know the more we feel
The more bitter it will be
Sweet, sweet secrecy
He’s all over me
What difference would it make
If we washed our hands clean
Lies are made of gold
Truth should not be told
You know the more we feel
The more bitter it will be
Lies are made of gold
Truth should not be told
You know the more we feel
The more bitter it will be
The more bitter it will be
The more bitter it will be
The more bitter it will be
The more bitter it will be