I heard the truth was built to bend 
A mechanism to suspend the guilt 
Is what you are requiring still 
You've got to dance little liar 
Just like those fibbs that pop and fizz 
And you'll be forced to take that awful quiz 
And you're bound to trip 
And she'll detect the fiction on 
Your lips and dig a contradiction up 
And the clean coming will hurt 
And you can never get it spotless 
When there's dirt beneath the dirt 
The liar take a lot less time 
I'm sure it's clear and plain to me 
Its not an alibi you need just yet 
Oh no it's something for those beads of sweat 
Yes that we'll get you back to normal 
And after you have dabbed the patch you'll grieve 
And then proceed to scratch the varnish off 
That newly added calmness 
So as not to raise any alarms too soon