ave your sweet talk for when you score
Keep your Monday kisses for your glass lady
I want the truth and nothing more
I'm moving on, moving on you're getting phony
You didn't have to tell a white lie
You knew you scored me for life
Don't stick your fingers in my pie
You know I'll see you through your jive
I want the truth and nothing more
I'm moving on, moving on we're getting phony
When you were angry you had love in your eyes
