Shimmering was she And loveliness to see The found her when she was three Where she lied We talked within a wave Of things we could not crave But circumstances turn grave(s) That's where she lied
(chorus) You told me, you told me you loved life Don't tell me, don't tell me you loved life
Don't tell me you loved life
I read your book of rot And wondered what you thought As journalists have taught It pays to lie The fruit upon a vine The gun that swallows time To shimmer in our minds That's how she lied