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 listen to
My favourite DJ play
He spoke of rumours and opinions
As the backlash grew
All they thought they knew were lies
Lies in black and white
Theres 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
Theres two sides to every coin
Keep telling yours you just might begin to believe it
Harmonica solo
Theres 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 dupliticious quitter
You once said
"You'd make a pretty 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
