everything is beautiful,
cotton fields, the open road.
the radio plays a song
we both know we don't sing along.
la la la la la la la these little lies
la la la la la la la these little lies
la la la la la la la these little lies
la la la la la la la these little lies
words can be daffodils
or a fire in an open field
I'm sittin here in the ash
these stupid words I can't take back
la la la la la la la these little lies
la la la la la la la these little lies
la la la la la la la these little lies
la la la la la la la these little lies
there's a devil on my shoulder baby
oohooh
and i believe too many things he says
yeah yeah yeah
I'm fighting these fears
as i find them true
and I'm sorry for hurting you
la la la la la la la these little lies
la la la la la la la these little lies
la la la la la la la these little lies
la la la la la la la these little lies