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

I woke up getting tired of you
I woke up getting tired of you
I´m not getting tired
I woke up getting tired of you
I woke up 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 it 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

I woke up getting tired of you
I woke up getting tired of you
I´m not getting tired
I woke up getting tired of you
I woke up getting tired of you
I´m not getting tired
Of you
Of you

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
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

I woke up getting tired of you
I woke up getting tired of you
I´m not getting tired
I woke up getting tired of you
I woke up getting tired of you
I´m not getting tired
Of you