We can't pretend,
That we can be friends.
So I'll bite my tongue,
While you think that I'm playing dumb.
In a couple years, we'll be somewhere else,
'Cause the future's got a funny way of proving,
Evil and good are both misunderstood.
They promise everything,
Or they trust it all.
The liars and the lovers will think,
They can't afford to fall.
But when the beds are cold,
And there's only pain,
The liars and the lovers will know,
They gotta' make a change.
It's lovely to think,
I remind you of all your mistakes.
But I just can't shake this feeling that I'm,
Lying in this bed that I made.
In a couple years, we'll be somewhere else,
'Cause the future's got a funny way of proving,
Evil and good are both misunderstood.
They promise everything,
Or they trust it all.
The liars and the lovers will think,
They can't afford to fall.
But when the beds are cold,
And there's only pain,
The liars and the lovers will know,
They gotta' make a change.
Should we even work this out?
Could I ever hear you out?
Would you hear me screaming out?
They promise everything,
Or they trust it all.
The liars and the lovers will think,
They can't afford to fall.
But when the beds are cold,
And there's only pain,
The liars and the lovers will know,
They gotta' make a change.