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My favorite color is Marlboro 27 gold
I wear a fur coat even when it's not cold
I go by three names depending on the day
and the one thing they all have in common
is they don't believe a word you say
you took me out, let them know I loved you
you were just fine stringing me along
telling me I was the only you had
when I was finding other girls hair in your bed
liar liar the house is on fire
and I'm gonna watch it burn
I don't care, let it all be ash
and if anybody asks
it was an accident
don't mind the matches in your hand
well you spun me top shelf fiction
said with such genuine diction
I ate it up like that funnel cake at the fair
you'd have another girl in your house next week
but you'd swear to me nobody was there
liar liar the house is on fire
and I'm gonna watch it burn
I don't care, let it all be ash
and if anybody asks
it was an accident
don't mind the matches in your hand
I can lie too
you didn't break my heart
I can lie too
I don't care anymore
I can lie too
I don't still love you
see I can lie too
liar liar the house is on fire
and I'm gonna watch it burn
I don't care, let it all be ash
and if anybody asks
it was an accident
don't mind the matches in your hand
I wear a fur coat even when it's not cold
I go by three names depending on the day
and the one thing they all have in common
is they don't believe a word you say
you took me out, let them know I loved you
you were just fine stringing me along
telling me I was the only you had
when I was finding other girls hair in your bed
liar liar the house is on fire
and I'm gonna watch it burn
I don't care, let it all be ash
and if anybody asks
it was an accident
don't mind the matches in your hand
well you spun me top shelf fiction
said with such genuine diction
I ate it up like that funnel cake at the fair
you'd have another girl in your house next week
but you'd swear to me nobody was there
liar liar the house is on fire
and I'm gonna watch it burn
I don't care, let it all be ash
and if anybody asks
it was an accident
don't mind the matches in your hand
I can lie too
you didn't break my heart
I can lie too
I don't care anymore
I can lie too
I don't still love you
see I can lie too
liar liar the house is on fire
and I'm gonna watch it burn
I don't care, let it all be ash
and if anybody asks
it was an accident
don't mind the matches in your hand
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