Pretty Liar

Pretty Liar

1. Pretty Liar

Pretty Liar
(chorus)
beautiful women with their little lie, lie, lies
do you or do you really not love my guy?
he is mine for all eternity
(he’s the only one for me)
for love
(end chorus)
 
(verse 1)
yes, he is a phantom that hides in the shadows of the opera
(no, his eyes of green and blue pull me into his heart)
then tears me apart piece by piece
 
(the mystery man behind the white mask
pulls me from a casket)
I won’t be anyone’s understudy
that man is my one and only lead
(I’m not one to compete)
but I won’t accept defeat
 
(because)
because
(what I have with him is true)
 
(chorus)
he and I share a history
(I’m drunk on the air of mystery)
every word he speaks hangs on the truth
you never catch him uncouth
beautiful women with their little lie, lie, lies
(their pride will never let them admit when they lose)
a dame
(a dame)
in the darkness of their own hearts
(is not)
is not
ever really free of love’s shackles
(end chorus)
 
(verse 2)
(yes, I lured him into my territory
and captured him in my web)
no, without him I lose my sanity
my mansion won’t be haunted
(that’s not my problem)
and so
 
to get him you’ll have to go through me
 
(chorus)
beautiful women with their little lie, lie, lies
do you or do you really not love my guy?
he doesn’t like women that are girly
he likes only a lady
I see
(if my body isn’t enough I’ll offer my every devotion)
his sacred kiss makes me feel every possible emotion
(our bond is like an oath of never being apart)
you don’t know him like I do though
(I know things about him you’ll never know)
I want your love
(end chorus)
 
(bridge)
if I let him choose, I know he’d make the right choice
(I need him to be with me, I just want to hear his voice)
this lord of darkness
(likes the spice of a lie)
surely
(surely)
he can hear my telepathy
(he’s so lovely)
 
(chorus)
(he and I share a history)
I’m drunk on the air of mystery
(every word he speaks hangs on the truth)
you never catch him uncouth
(beautiful women with their little lie, lie, lies)
their pride will never let them admit when they lose
(a dame)
a dame
in the darkness of their own hearts
(is not)
is not
ever really free of love’s shackles
liar
a pretty liar
you are
(end chorus)