You came home this morning
Wearing the clothes you wore last night
Dress so wrinkled, hair's all out of place
You say you fell asleep at your sister's watching movies
But that's not the picture showing on your face
I have every right to ask questions
But you know, I'm not one to pry
I don't want to live with the sad truth
I'd much rather live a lover's lie
Your love for me is now a cup half full
You fill the other half at another well
My love for you now is thunder without rain
And it's been so long since the last drop fell
I have every right to ask questions
But you know, I'm not one to pry
I don't want to live with the sad truth
I'd much rather live a lover's lie
I have every right to ask questions
But you know, I'm not one to pry
I don't want to live with the sad truth
I'd much rather live a lover's lie
No, I don't want to live with the sad truth
I'd much rather live a lover's lie