Maybe our
eyes are my father's
Maybe our voice is my son
So
hold me
close like mother
I know your hands and what they've done
Our words are lost reality
There's nothing left
for us to be
Between the lines of tragedy We are the same,
we are the same
We are true liars, true liars A sad,
sad song,
a sad song
We are true liars, true liars
There's nothing left
for us to be Between the lines of tragedy
We are the same,
we are the same We are true liars,
true liars