I think I was in love with you
I know you were in love with me
I'll leave it on the back-burn
All boxed up and tidied so neat
But lies are never little or sweet
Christmas times and anniversaries
We pray for something good on TV
And lie some more, about our love
I was never in love with you
You think you were in love with me
I'll leave it on the back-burn
Its a haze of sun and sea and skies
But memory's another kind of lie
Reminisce in technicolour dreams
I could live in technicolour dreams
And lie some more about our love