You're covered up with your blanket and me…
But you're still cold when I look underneath…
My arm is tired and it wants you to move…
But I lay still while my head looks for truth…

And we all will lie… will lie…
And we all will lie… will lie…

The cigarette on your lips doesn't burn…
But I see fire in your eyes when you turn…
When I look down your feet are wet from the rain…
But even worse, your eyes are soaked from the pain…

And we all will cry… will cry…
And we all will cry… will cry…

And we all… And we all… And we all… And we all die.

And we all will lie… will lie…
And we all will cry… will cry…
And we all will die… will die…
And we all will die… will die…