Weaver Of Lies

There are so many things I have done

Dishonest gain from the skill of my tongue

If you're unwise enough to trust me then you will be deceived

You never should believe, you'll only be deceived

I have taken things that weren't mine to take

And I have broken things I cannot unbreak

And I have lied about my lust and said passion was to blame

But it hurt him just the same, he is hurting just the same

I've been the believer and I was the deceived

Now I am the deceiver, the believer believes in me

And there's no reason why

I am a weaver of lies

Man has always been so very naive

A wooden horse or a fruit on a tree

They only really see the things that they want themselves to see

They let themselves believe

'Cause they'd rather be deceived

(bridge)

Words can soothe your head

When fear leaves you for dead

The truth is often so unkind

And that may be why

I am a weaver of lies