I can be your liar



I can be your bearer of bad news



sick and uninspired by the diamonds in your fire



burning like a flame inside of you



but is this just desire or the truth



so shame on me for the ruse



shame on me for the blues



another one returned that I'll never use



but I won't go getting tired of you



I'm not getting tired



hanging on this wire



waiting for the day I have to choose



cursed by love so dire



one more boy for hire



one more boy to lend a hand to you



but is this just desire or the truth