Black Label, White Lies Songtext
von John Conlee
Black Label, White Lies Songtext
I bragged, saying i had a woman that loved me too much to get mad
When i stayed out in them neon lights too long.
Oh but late last night i was late again, she was moved out when i walked in
An i realised the fool id been. now all i gotta do is fool my friends.
With black label and white lies, sittin round a table telling the guys
How it broke her heart to set me free.
Order up another round, tell them how her tears came down.
Try to save some foolish pride with black label and white lies.
Well i sat right here too many nights, saying that woman was wrapped too tight
Wouldnt come undone unless i cut the strings.
So im buying drinks with this months rent, tryin to look like im glad she went.
Now i got no woman, i got no sense. But ive got everyone here convinced.
With black label and white lies, sittin round a table telling the guys
How it broke her heart to set me free.
Order up another round, tell them how her tears came down.
Try to save some foolish pride with black label and white lies.
Mabel bring us another round, knowing i never would live this down.
So i cover up these blues inside with black label and white lies.
Yeah... black label and white lies.
When i stayed out in them neon lights too long.
Oh but late last night i was late again, she was moved out when i walked in
An i realised the fool id been. now all i gotta do is fool my friends.
With black label and white lies, sittin round a table telling the guys
How it broke her heart to set me free.
Order up another round, tell them how her tears came down.
Try to save some foolish pride with black label and white lies.
Well i sat right here too many nights, saying that woman was wrapped too tight
Wouldnt come undone unless i cut the strings.
So im buying drinks with this months rent, tryin to look like im glad she went.
Now i got no woman, i got no sense. But ive got everyone here convinced.
With black label and white lies, sittin round a table telling the guys
How it broke her heart to set me free.
Order up another round, tell them how her tears came down.
Try to save some foolish pride with black label and white lies.
Mabel bring us another round, knowing i never would live this down.
So i cover up these blues inside with black label and white lies.
Yeah... black label and white lies.
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