Is it true what they say?
Or are you spinning another game?
Don't know what to believe

Is that your arm or another trick up your sleeve?

So many lies, so many dreams

Can't see the wood for the trees

Yeah


Killer shake, perfect smile
He'll take from anyone who crosses his eyes

No hooks, no ties
Living in the shadow of your lies


So many lies, so many dreams
Can't see the wood for the trees


So many lies, so many dreams
He's happy when we're on our knees


(So sick of the dreams)
(So sick of the lies)
(So sick of the wool pulled over our eyes)

(So sick of the dreams)
(So sick of the lies)
(Nothing is real it's all in the eyes)

(So sick of the dreams)
(So sick of the lies)
(I'm sick of the lies)

(So sick of the lies)

But he won't stay there


No he won't stay there


So many lies, so many dreams
Can't see the wood for the trees


So many lies, so many dreams
He's happy when we're on our knees


Yeah