Lies
You talk too much
Your mouth moves but it doesn't say much
You're feeling colder
Your faith is older
You believe everything you touch is made of gold
That's why it's over
That's right it's over
Lies, I know you're going to tell me lies
I know you're going to bring me lies
I know you're going to be impossible
Lies, I know you're going to tell me lies
I know you're going to feed me lies
I know you're going to be impossible
You'd sell your soul for a chance to have it all
Your style is jaded
Your color faded
You believe everything that you speak is logical
That's why it's over
That's right it's over
You can't tell me that you're not telling me lies
Mentiras
Hablas demasiado
Tu boca se mueve pero no dice mucho
Te sientes más frío
Tu fe es más vieja
Crees que todo lo que tocas está hecho de oro
Por eso se acabó
Así es, se acabó
Mentiras, sé que me vas a decir mentiras
Sé que me vas a traer mentiras
Sé que vas a ser imposible
Mentiras, sé que me vas a decir mentiras
Sé que me vas a alimentar con mentiras
Sé que vas a ser imposible
Venderías tu alma por una oportunidad de tenerlo todo
Tu estilo está desgastado
Tu color se ha desvanecido
Crees que todo lo que dices es lógico
Por eso se acabó
Así es, se acabó
No puedes decirme que no me estás diciendo mentiras