I said I was dying on
Your hands, I was lying
I said I was trying to
Pretend, I was lying
She's got everything, everything,
Everything she always need
Like little sixteen in her
Leather boots she's living,
Loving and lying on her back
When I kiss her where her
Leg begins with that touch
Beauty lies within
My cosmetic girl
I said I was crying
On my knees, I was lying
I said I was lying
Next to you, I was dying