You were bad before you left a good life To chase the palm trees swaying in the light Do you say what you mean You are only sixteen And it goes And it goes
Know that you're really not a dancer Or good at reading other people's smiles They are two-faced in the mirror No vacation from here And you go And you go
The arrangement of lies In a party of spies Make a good one, do it right The arrangement of lies
Know that you're really not a dancer Or good at reading other people's smiles So you make a choice to leave the good life To chase the palm trees swaying in the night What you see in your mind The bright side of dark light And you go And it goes
The arrangement of lies In a party of spies Make a good one, do it right The arrangement of lies
