Don't Tell Me the Truth
I don't wanna know what you were doin' last night
I don't get pissed off anymore and I don't wanna fight
Let's make things easy 'cause we're just killin' time
God knows I'm no angel... but honey you ain't no prize
But I see you thinking, so don't make it worse
Tryin' to sell me some story you had to rehearse
Don't tell me I'm wrong... I don't wanna hear
Don't tell me that things aren't what they appear
And baby don't bore me with some lame excuse
Just spare me the story... and don't tell me the truth
Do you think I don't see the look in your eyes?
You can lie all you want, but you'll never disguise
The ridiculous look that so often before
Comes over your face when you walk through the door
And it used to be easy not to believe
The stories I've heard and the things that I've seen
Don't tell me I'm wrong... I don't wanna hear
Don't tell me that things aren't what they appear
And baby don't bore me with some lame excuse
Just spare me the story... and don't tell me the truth
Once upon a girl and a faraway time
Your paint job sparkled and your chrome all shined
But time went by and the story got old
The ire went out and your blood ran cold
Now I don't want to know what you were doin' last night
I you'll be discrete, then I'll be polite
And we'll go on acting like nothing's awry
Just don't say hello and I won't say goodbye
Don't tell me I'm wrong... I don't wanna hear
Don't tell me that things aren't what they appear
And baby don't bore me with some lame excuse
Just spare me the story... and don't tell me the truth
I don't get pissed off anymore and I don't wanna fight
Let's make things easy 'cause we're just killin' time
God knows I'm no angel... but honey you ain't no prize
But I see you thinking, so don't make it worse
Tryin' to sell me some story you had to rehearse
Don't tell me I'm wrong... I don't wanna hear
Don't tell me that things aren't what they appear
And baby don't bore me with some lame excuse
Just spare me the story... and don't tell me the truth
Do you think I don't see the look in your eyes?
You can lie all you want, but you'll never disguise
The ridiculous look that so often before
Comes over your face when you walk through the door
And it used to be easy not to believe
The stories I've heard and the things that I've seen
Don't tell me I'm wrong... I don't wanna hear
Don't tell me that things aren't what they appear
And baby don't bore me with some lame excuse
Just spare me the story... and don't tell me the truth
Once upon a girl and a faraway time
Your paint job sparkled and your chrome all shined
But time went by and the story got old
The ire went out and your blood ran cold
Now I don't want to know what you were doin' last night
I you'll be discrete, then I'll be polite
And we'll go on acting like nothing's awry
Just don't say hello and I won't say goodbye
Don't tell me I'm wrong... I don't wanna hear
Don't tell me that things aren't what they appear
And baby don't bore me with some lame excuse
Just spare me the story... and don't tell me the truth
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Writer(s): Bryan Gordon
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