Nina

Something's up with Liz She's lying through her teeth She hides it underneath Buying things that she don't need Verse 2 She can play the game Always speaks to us the same But there's an itch under her chin Give it up, don't let it in Interlude Let it in Verse 3 She looks all around And no secret to be found Calm her nerves and fill her glass Helps forget the things that matter Verse 4 Fits inside her room Mama got her her new broom Sweep away some bits of skin Let another day begin Bridge Nothing makes much sense, you see close to the tree All this time won't set you free Take away the water All that's left is loneliness