She was just a small town girl with worldly believes 
Who expected more from live than her parents received 
Then she met this handsome guy who lived her fantasy life 
It didn't take long before he called her his wife

He took her to his home in the city 
Where everything was pretty 
She was happy about her [bad word] [bad word] 
But if she only knew 
He was a master of disguise 
She didn't see... his lying eyes

One day he took her to this house of ill repute 
Where he made her work in her birthday suit 
She tried to make [bad word] but he beat her around 
Warned her not to scream, not to make any sound

He locked her in their home in the city 
Life wasn't so pretty 
She longed back to her small town life 
That she wasn't his wife 
Wished that she could re-roll the dice 
And would have noticed... his lying eyes

Lying eyes – his lying eyes 
Lying eyes – his lying eyes

Most bedtime stories have a happy end 
And so does this one to a certain extend 
One day she managed to obtain a kitchen knife 
Stabbed him through the heart, thus ending his life

Then she got out of the city 
Back home where it was pretty 
And when arrested for her crime 
She didn't mind doing time 
She felt free much to her own surprise 
No longer sees... his lying eyes 
She no longer sees his lying eyes