No Liars
Sam Goldberg, Matthew Fredrick Robert Good
Caught under a spell, you know they'd call you on it
Every time we meet the secret's on again
Feel you move like you're meant to, closed captioned eyes
Four walls, a door, making suicide
We're no liars
Pinned under a spell, the jaws of life to cut it
Stare at the windshield a while, let the fire spread
So I come on the radio all by design
One city, two fronts, and bunker cyanide
We're no liars
Somewhere fine
We're somewhere you shouldn't mind
Caught under a spell, you know they'd call you on it
Every time we meet the secret's on again
Sit and read Jailbird, got nothing but time
We're no liars