Verse 1:
She’s a liar
With a, a heart of stone
Fell in love with a phantom
Was all her own
Illusion
Dreamt of a, a fantasy
I watched her die
Now it’s, killing me
Verse 2:
He is a liar
With a, a heart of coal
He could blind her with beauty
Such a, a foolish goal
Illusion
Dressed in a, a fantasy
I let him lie
And it’s, killing me [bad word] 1:
What more is there to do, but cry?
What more is there to do, but cry?
What more is there to do, what more is there to do?
But cry?

(Ooh’s, Ah’s, and Ee’s)
Verse 3:
I am a liar
So they, they should have known
Not to [bad word] [bad word] Would leave them so deeply
Deluded
‘Cause I’ve, I’ve lived this lie
It was my consequence
That I, I saw her die [bad word] 2:
What more is there to do, but cry?
What more is there to do, but cry?
What more is there to do, what more can I do?
But cry?
(Ooh’s, Ah’s, and Ee’s) [bad word] 2 Cont’d:
What more is there to do, but cry?
What more is there to do?
Ohhhh