Waiting on a Sunday afternoon
For what I read between the lines
Your lies
Feeling like a hand in rusted shame
So do you laugh or does it cry?
Reply?
Leaving on a southern train
Only yesterday you lied
Promises of what I seemed to be
Only watch the time go by
All of these things you said to me
Breathing is the hardest thing to do
With all I've said and all that's dead for you
You lied - goodbye
You lied, you lied, you lied
You lied, you lied, goodbye
I read between the lines
I'm leaving on a southern train now
Goodbye
Leaving on a southern train
Only yesterday you lied
Promises of what I seemed to be
Only watch the time go by
All of these things I said to you