- Votes:
- Composers:
- Ben Folds
- Anna Goodman
 
- Tags:
- alternative
- angry
- live
- piano rock
 
- See also:
Ben Folds - The Last Polka lyrics
Well she crept back in the house at half past three 
Shook her head to see him snoring in his sleep 
If he really loved me, she said 
I wouldn't have to be so mean... 
He's a heap of junk that pours from his top drawer 
He sometimes likes to spread it out around the floor 
It's evidence of what he was like 
He likes to remember when... 
Shall I lie, shall I lie, la lie? 
The end is growing near 
And we're treading water now 
And holding back our tears 
And the day is rising 
We're sinking 
Shall I lie? 
In a minute it will all be coming down 
And they know it now but no one makes a sound 
It's such a shame to ruin this bright 
Lazy sunny day... 
Shall I lie, shall I lie, la lie? Ben Folds - The Last Polka - http://motolyrics.com/ben-folds/the-last-polka-lyrics.html
The end is growing near 
And we're treading water now 
We're holding back our tears 
And the day is rising 
We're sinking 
Shall I lie? 
My my, the cruelest lies are often told without a word 
My my, the kindest truths are often spoken, never heard 
She said, You've been pushing me like I was a sore tooth. 
You can't respect me 'cause I've done so much for you. 
He said, Well I hate that it's come to this 
But baby I was doing fine. How do you think 
That I survived the other 25 before you? 
Shall I lie, shall I lie, la lie? 
The end is growing near 
And we're treading water now 
And holding back our tears 
And the day is rising 
We're sinking... 
Shall I lie?














