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Woorden: Black Crowes. Lions. No Use Lying.

You come in the room and you close the door
And you let me see what you're really here for
Then you lay me down in an un-made bed
And you show me things that aren't easily said no

Working in circles and twisting away
Making it hard to breathe
Touching my skin I don't want it to end
I'm gone, you can't catch me

There's no use lying
'Cause I've heard all your bullshit before
You've said your old line for the very last time
I don't want you round my backdoor no

She says my name and it takes me away
A kiss on my brow and I'm here to stay
When the clock chimes twelve and we're down on the floor
She tells me things I've never heard before no

Working in circles and twisting away
Making it hard to breathe
Touching my skin I don't want it to end
I'm gone and you can't catch me

'Cause there's no use lying
'Cause I've heard all your bullshit before
You've said your old line for the very last time
I don't want you round my backdoor no, alright

So there's no use lying
'Cause I've heard all your bullshit before
You've said your old line for the very last time
I don't want you to round my backdoor

There's no use in lying
There's no use in lying
There's no use in lying
'Cause I've heard all your bullshit before