Lies In Black & White

(álbum: Paging Mr. Proust - 2016)

Picked up the afternoon paper
And went leafing through the local news when i
Saw all the false accusations
About the situation we allegedly had been through
Those lies, lies in black and white

Then I tuned into the station
And I listened to my favorite deejay play
He spoke of rumors and opinions
As the backlash grew
All they thought they knew were lies, lies in black and white

There's two sides to every coin
Keep telling yours you just might begin to believe it

You're laboring in the vacuum
I never felt at ease with you in the room
You're still squeezing the very last drop of juice
From the rotting fruit
While all you spew are lies, lies in black and white

There's two sides to every coin
Keep telling yours you just might begin to believe it

I see a man in a whisper
Your words are twisted bitter
You duplicitous quitter
You once said "you'd make a good christian"
I laughed "how would you know?"
With your hate in tow
And your lies, lies in black and white
Lies in black and white