Lies Are Gold - Leslie Clio

Lies are made of gold

Truth should not be told

There’s no, no finish line

Lies leading us by

Sweet, sweet misery

I can’t get what I see

(Ooh, Ooh, Ooh)

What if you could read my mind

Lies are made of gold

Truth should not be told

And no, no more unlovely please

From a bitter it will be

From a bitter it will be

Sweet, sweet secrecy

He’s all over me

What difference would it

Make if we washed our hands clean

Lies are made of gold

Truth should not be told

And no, no more unlovely please

From a bitter it will be

Lies are made of gold

Truth should not be told

And no, no more unlovely please

From a bitter it will be

From a bitter it will be

From a bitter it will be

From a bitter it will be

From a bitter it will be

From a bitter it will be

From a bitter it will be

A bitter it will be