[Intro] C#m F#m [Primera Parte] C#m F#m I heard the truth was built to bend C#m F#m A mechanism to suspend C#m F#m The guilt is what you are requiring C#m F#m Still you've got to dance little liar C#m F#m Just like those fibbs that pop and fizz C#m F#m And you'll be forced to take that awful quis C#m F#m And you're bound to trip and she'll detect the fiction C#m F#m On your lips and dig a contradiction up [Estribillo] A F#m C#m And the clean coming will hurt E F#m And you can never get it spotless E G# When there's dirt beneath the dirt (pausa) C#m The liar take a lot less time ( C#m F#m ) C#m F#m I'm sure it's clear and plain to read C#m F#m Its not an alibi you need just yet C#m F#m Oh no it's something for those beads of sweat C#m F#m Yes that we'll get you back to normal C#m F#m And after you have dabbed the patch you'll grieve C#m F#m C#m And then proceed to scratch the varnish off F#m That newly added calmness C#m F#m So as not to raise any alarms too soon [Estribillo] A F#m C#m And the clean coming will hurt E F#m And you can never get it spotless E G# When there's dirt beneath the dirt The liar take a lot less time [Estribillo] F#m C#m Time to decide on his saunter F#m Have you got itchy bones C#m E And in all your time alone F#m E Can you hack your mind being riddled G# With the wrong memories [Solo] C#m F#m [Estribillo] A F#m C#m And the clean coming will hurt E F#m And you can never get it spotless E G# When there's dirt beneath the dirt