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Speaking of the truth, I like to hear that once in a while
And I'll even listen to all your vanity
Utter lies are like butterflies
They just both die in a couple of days
Show me all your proof, put it right in front of my eyes
And I'll even listen to all your vanity
Utter lies are like butterflies
They just both die in a couple of days
And what's in me and what's in you, we're just bricks on the floor
Solid ground for standing when we kick down the door
And it leaves my heart room for expanding on you
It gets to me but you don't have to wait for me
Because I'm already yours
Tell me about your life, I'd like to hear that story again
Especially the part about your vanity
Honest words are like August thirds
They just both come maybe once in a year
And keeping your opinions to a quiet little hush
It's like brushing your teeth with a razor, shaving with a toothbrush
Just leaves your heart room for exploding all over me
And then it gets to you but you don't have to wait for me
Because I'm already yours
Tell me about your life, I'd like to hear that story again
Especially the part about your vanity
Utter lies are like butterflies
They just both die in a couple of days