Little Lies

Everything is beautiful,
cotton fields
the open road.
the radio plays a song
we both know we don't sing along.

la la la la la la la these little lies

Words can be daffodils
or a fire in an open field
I'm sittin here in the ash
Of stupid words I can't take back

la la la la la la la these little lies

there's a devil on my shoulder, babe
and i believe too many things he says
I'm fighting these fears
as i find them true
and I'm sorry for hurting you

la la la la la la la these little lies