And you say that I hurt you
in a voice like a prayer
Yeah, you say that I hurt you
in a voice like a prayer
Yeah, well, maybe I hurt you some,
but let's contrast and compare
Lift up your shirt
The wound isn't there
I guess that your truth
is just the ghost of your lies
I guess that your truth
is just the ghost of your lies
Yeah, your kind of truth, darling,
is just the ghost of your lies
I see through them all the time