Sweet Talking Liar Songtext
von TFDI

You won't be the next Bob Dylan,
You might not die at twenty seven,
Forsake your brother,
Give up on your lovers,
To get the things you think you need.

Sweet talking liar,
Is your world on fire?
You can put it out if you just own up to it.

This cafe was your second home,
You got no choice now but be alone.
You made a fool of your own damn self,
Now you're out of lies to tell.


Sweet talking liar,
Is your world on fire?
You can put it out if you just own up to it.
Whoa.

Now you drink your whiskey,
Take your pills,
Call up Sally, say you love her still.
She won't answer and
You won't get the point.

I'm not a saying I don't wish you well,
But I won't reward the lies that you tell.
You're a poet and a chiman,
You could be a healer,
If you came back down and just sang your songs.

Sweet talking liar,
Is your world on fire?
You can put it out if you just owned up to it.
Whoa,
Sweet talking liar, just go.