Vicki Lawrence — Your Lies

Every time I look into your big brown eyes I think about the love we had And then about your lies You made a big old fool out of me You set me up But then you set me free with your lies, with your lies Every time I hear a love song on the radio It makes me feel so bad that I have to turn it down low You made a big old fool out of me You set me up But then you set me free with your lies, with your lies Your lies are like the tale of a honey bee Loves you when it's captured But stings you when it's free Just when I begin to think you're finally sincere Someone comes and whispers in my ear with your lies With your lies Just when I begin to think you're okay You get me saying "Please" Then you up and throw it all away You made a big old fool out of me You set me up But then you set me free with your lies, with your lies Your lies are like the tale of a honey bee Loves you when it's captured But stings you when it's free Just when I begin to think you're finally sincere Someone comes And whispers in my ear with your lies, with your lies Oh, with your lies