To Say That Everything I Knew Was Just A Lie
A Love A Hope A Dream
Well What Was It To You
You Can Hold It In When You Live
But It Comes Out When You Die
The Travesty Of Truth
The Liberty Of Lies
I See Three Sides To Coin
As I Flip It Past My Eye
Toss From Hand To Hand
You Pick Heads And I Choose Sides
And You Scream Tails Fool
Tales
Well I've Got A Few That Would Pertain
It Seems My Love Is Much Like A Coin
It Lives Through Many Needless Exchanges
Somehow It's Shape I Still Sustain
Somehow This Shape I Still Sustain
Let's Get Flat
To Say That Everything I Knew Was Just A Lie