Do you want the truth or something beautiful – Paloma Faith
Prophet took my hand on old souls day.
He preached the value of deception.
Changing shadows by shape shifters rules
Tales are never just for fools.
The court of conscience came before me.
Presented me with a heavenly angel.
He took my hand and asked me truths aside.
To his questions I replied
Do you want the truth or something beautiful?
Just close your eyes and make believe.
Do you want the truth or something beautiful?
I am happy to deceive you.
He stood as tall as redwood trees.
Drank tea from a seamstress’ thimble.
I didn’t want to speak the honest truth.
So I spit out lies that aimed to soothe.
Do you want the truth or something beautiful?
Just close your eyes and make believe
Do you want the truth or something beautiful?
I am happy to deceive you.
Sacred… lies… and telling.. tales.
I can be who you want me to be.
Sacred.. lies.. and..telling… tales.
I can be who you want me to be.
But do you want me?
Do you want the truth or something beautiful?
Just close your eyes and make believe
Do you want the truth or something beautiful?
I am happy to deceive you.
Sacred… lies… and telling.. tales.
I can be who you want me to be.
Sacred.. lies.. and..telling… tales.
I can be who you want me to be.
But do you want me?
But do you want me?