Verse
G# C#
I tell people, you just going through changes
G# C#
And that you’re acquainted both with night and day
G# C#
That your money’s good and you’re just being courageous
G# C#
On them burning bridges knowing your feet are made of clay
G# C#
Well I say you won’t be destroyed by your inventions
G# C#
That you brought it all under captivity
G# C#
And that you really do have all the best intentions
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But you’re making a liar out of me
[Verse 2]
G# C#
Well I say that you’re just young and self-tormented
G# C#
But that deep down you understand
G# C#
The hopes and fears and dreams of the discontented
G# C#
That threaten now to overtake your promised land
G# C#
Well I say you’d not sow discord among brothers
G# C#
Nor drain a man of his integrity
G# C#
That you remember the cries of orphans and their mothers
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But you’re making a liar out of me
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But you’re making a liar out of me
[Verse 3]
G# C#
Well I say that, that ain’t flesh and blood you’re drinking
G# C#
In the wounded empire of your fool’s paradise
G# C#
With a light above your head forever blinking
G# C#
Turning virgins into merchandise
G# C#
That you must have been beautiful when you were living
G# C#
You remind me of some old-time used-to-be
G# C#
I say you can be trusted with the power you been given
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But you’re making a liar out of me
[Verse 4]
G# C#
So many things so hard to say as you stumble
G# C#
To take refuge in your offices of shame
G# C#
As the earth beneath my feet begins to rumble
G# C#
And your young men die for nothin’, not even fame
G# C#
I say that someday you’ll begin to trust us
G# C#
And that your conscience has not been slain by conformity
G# C#
That you stand up unafraid to believe in justice
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But you’re making a liar out of me
G# F# C# G#
You’re making a liar out of me
[Verse 5]
G# C#
Well I can hear the sound of distant thunder
G# C#
From an open window at the end of every hall
G# C#
Now that you’re gone I got to wonder
G# C#
If you ever were here at all
G# C#
I say you never sacrificed my children
G# C#
To some false god of infidelity
G# C#
And that it’s not the Tower of Babel that you’re building
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But you’re making a liar out of me
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You’re making a liar out of me
G# F# C# G#
Now, you’re making a liar out of me
[Coda]
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