You came home this morning wearing
The clothes you wore last night
Dress so wrinkled, hair's all out of place
You say you fell asleep at your sister's watching movies
But that's not the picture showing on your face
I have every right to ask questions,
But you know, I'm not one to pry
I don't want to live with the sad truth,
I'd much rather live a lover's lie
Your love for me is now a cup half full,
You fill the other half at another well
My love for you now is thunder without rain,
And it's been so long since the last drop fell
Repeat Chorus x2
No I don't want to live with the sad truth,
I'd much rather live a lover's lie
