Neal Peterson Beautiful Lies
There's something about the way that you move your mouth
Those sad little lies, oh how do they make it out into these ears of mine
There's something about the way that you roll your eyes
You do it so well, you act like you're so surprised that what I said was not the truth
Now tell me how it feels to pick it apart and play it just like a game
The shame it brings for playing it like you made the rules
You change the rules, you break the rules with all those beautiful lies
There's something about the way that you cross your heart
And hoping to die, I guess that could be a start to what's the worst you could say
When everything's gone and nothing is left but trust
Your skin and bones will always begin to rust as soon as you spew those beautiful lies
Come tell me how it feels to pick it apart and play it just like a game
The shame it brings for playing it like you made the rules
You change the rules, you break the rules with all those beautiful lies
Someday you'll see it never comes out the same
People will change, but no one will face the blame of it all
The pain of it all, what came of it all from all those beautiful lies
