You Lied

You got a problem you just can't hide Compulsive habits that never seem to die Your breath is taking up all the air Your teeth are rotting to black holes in your head Well reality is due What you say just can't be true When the story's stretched And so far-fetched That you're lacking an excuse You lied Your mother allowed you just one white lie But now she's dead, and she left you with a problem Pinocchio has pierced your tongue Your nose is growing into the third dimension Well reality is due What you say just can't be true When the story's stretched And so far-fetched That you're lacking an excuse You lied (Uh, you lied) Well reality is due What you say just can't be true When the story's stretched And so far-fetched That you're lacking an excuse You lied