You gotta problem you just can't hide Compulsive habits that never seem to die Your breath is takin' up all the air Your teeth are rotting to black holes in your head Well reality is due What you say just can't be true When the story is stretched and so far fetched That you're lacking an excuse You Lied Your mother allowed you for just one white lie But now she's dead, and she left you with a problem Pinocchio has pierced your tongue Your nose is growin' into the 3rd dimension Well reality is due What you say just can't be true When the story is stretched and so far fetched That you're lacking an excuse You Lied Well reality is due What you say just can't be true When the story is stretched and so far fetched That you're lacking an excuse You Lied