White Lies

Light up another cigarette With the pounsin(?) by your side Consume you with morning gret Does the wind burning bries As you walk trough the dancefloor past another mob You trop to dance but I ain't give you low He knows one night Just day you know But he's gonna take you home If you don't tell him he'll never know About those White lies She said that she was seventeen, it's Alright until she tells in everything those White lies They kinda wants to get you in the papers The ones written by your gran on a sunday afternoon Did you teach your n' ma kid own head Because they can't be very hard If you got time to glad a night low Brake you drunken hights You'll gonna tell him, it's a screw night or your White lies She said that she was seventeen, it's Alright until she tells in everything those White lies They kinda wants to get you in the papers The ones written by your gran on a sunday afternoon Sunday afternoon You know that White lies She said that she was seventeen, it's Alright until she tells in everything those White lies They kinda wants to get you in the papers The ones written by your gran on a sunday afternoon She said that she was seventeen, it's Alright until she tells in everything those White lies They kinda wants to get you in the papers The ones written by your gran on a sunday afternoon The ones written by your gran on a sunday afternoon