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