Sam Kinison said it best when he said,"The truth? F*#k the truth. The truth never kept anyone together. Lies! Lies keep you together!!"
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Till I Stopped Telling Lies
Why not make a million trips back and forth to the sun?
Why not come undone?
Why not have some fun?
Why not make fun of a man ‘cause he tries?
Why not play with knives?
Why not waste our lives?
She is fine
And she ain’t never comin’ back
She ain’t never comin’ back
She was mine
And she left me for what I lack
She left me for what I lack
She could be the girl of my dreams
She splits me apart at the seams
But having her never felt just right
Why not sit, think all day, and make plans to conspire?
Why not play with fire?
Why not be a liar?
Why not make a million trips back and forth to the sun?
Why not play with a gun?
Why not come undone?
That girl Jill was a pill
With those tattoos and those eyes
How I just couldn’t disguise
The way she’d hypnotize
And it all went well
Till I stopped telling lies
Till I stopped telling lies
She could be the girl of my dreams
Where nothing is at it seems
And I never feel all right
Why do I have a head?
Why shouldn’t I be dead?
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