Lyrics Paul Westerberg

Paul Westerberg

It's A Wonderful Lie

Get up from a dream and I look for rain

Take an amphetamine and a crushed rat brain

How am I feelin', better I suppose

How am I lookin', I don't want the truth

What am I doin', I ain't in my youth

I'm past my prime or was that just a pose

It's a wonderful lie, I still get by on those

I've been accused of never opening up

You get too close, then I keep my mouth shut

Gonna run to the wind where the big bad city blows

It's a wonderful lie, I still get by on those

It's a wonderful lie, by on those

Now you can dress to the eights, you can dress to maim

They make you feel great, this fortune and fame

Wearing too much makeup, not near enough clothes

It's a wonderful lie, I still get by on those

It's a wonderful lie, I still get by

So don't pin your hopes or pin your dreams

To misanthropes or guys like me

And the truth is overrated, I suppose

It's a wonderful lie, I still get by on those

It's a wonderful lie, I still get by