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