I see your picture in the paper
You talk ‘bout honesty and [bad word] 
And it can only make me wonder
If someone still believes in you

The only [bad word] that’s there
Is what you’re telling with your eyes
It seems your eyes they don’t remember
That you believe your own lies

It’s the same old song
Bring it on or shut your mouth
It’s been too long
It’s the same old song

You really seem so pleased to meet you
You crafted such a charming face
But your emptiness betrays you
You fool no one except yourself

The only [bad word] that’s there
Is what you’re telling with your eyes
It seems your eyes they don’t remember
That you believe your own lies

It’s the same old song
Bring it on or shut your mouth
It’s been too long
It’s the same old song
Bring it on or shut your mouth
It’s been too long

You can’t touch me
I’m free from your lies
You can’t touch me
I’m free from your lies

It’s the same old song
Bring it on or shut your mouth
It’s been too long
It’s the same old song