More songs by Waylon Wyatt
Description
The smoke is thick, as if from a fire, but there is no fire - only whispers, gossip, and fabricated stories in which someone has already been designated as guilty. The air stings the throat, and excuses sound like coughs - awkward, but honest. Sometimes it seems easier to burn than to endlessly extinguish other people's gossip. But no, enough is enough. Let their mirages burn - the truth does not need oxygen to survive. And how pleasant it is when the ashes finally settle and you stand there - whole, exhausted, but free.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Stuck in a smoke cloud of all your truths and lies.
Trying to diffuse all the ones you accuse to be right.
But I'm choking on all these fumes.
Gettin' harder for me to breathe with all these rumors from you.
Lungs are starting to fill with all your dishonesty.
Darling, I love a good thrill, but this is too much for me.
Sorry I'm innocent,
I must confess.
Stop throwing my name around and get me out of this mess.
Okay, slow babe, I didn't start the fire. I'm just trying to put it out.
I don't know you babe, you're just a pretty little liar.
Best keep my name out of your mouth.
Well, I ain't gonna plead the fifth, I ain't done nothing wrong.
I just plead that you would leave this poor old boy alone.
What did I do for you to act this way?
All you do is put up a self so you couldn't help but have something to say.
Well, slow babe, I didn't start the fire. I'm just trying to put it out.
I don't know you babe, you're just a pretty little liar.
Best keep my name out of your mouth.
If it's so babe, then where's your proof?
Where's your answer to all the so-called truths? Selling your lies and there's the fires.
Don't want nothing to do with you, pretty little liar.
Okay, slow babe, I didn't start the fire. I'm just trying to put it out.
I don't know you babe, you're just a pretty little liar.
Best keep my name out of your mouth. And if it's so babe, then where's your proof?
Where's your answer to all the so-called truths? Selling your lies and there's the fires.
Don't want nothing to do with you, pretty little liar.
Pretty little liar.