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no tears my dear dearest can you hear this you should get yourself some rest read me poems and rhyme me stories until morning it was nice to meet you too I know you lied, I know you lied... it's in your eyes, I know you lied... I know your eyes, it's in your eyes... congress, distress the living room was such a mess I was never one to protest you were one to lift your dress wrote you letters, drew you flowers in the shower for a couple minutes more I know you lied, I know you lied... it's in your eyes, I know you lied, I know your eyes, it's in your eyes... talk to me tell me something that I don't know I know you lied, I know you lied... it's in your eyes, I know you lied... I know your eyes, it's in your eyes... From Letras Mania