Little White Lies - Flyte

I don’t understand that sound on the radio

When they’re playing that song cause they told you to

If man makes God in his own image

It doesn’t mean that it makes it true

Just a little white lie, little white lie

Bearing over to do

Little white lies, little white lies

Hanging over you

Cause love, cause love

And it’s killing you

Just a little white, little white lie

Well you make a little money

Giving weight in good measure

Keep your numbers high

And the rules at bay

You could wind up in the Metro Guilty Pleasures

Once you get your name in that little black book

You can sign your life away

To little white lies, little white lies

Bearing over to do

Little white lies, little white lies

Hanging over you

Cause love, cause love and it’s killing you

Just a little white lie, little white lie

I found the lumps of coal

You can’t say it’s over

If you don’t look up, you won’t catch my eye

I wonder what it feels to wake up sober

And you don’t want to hear any soundbites

Little white lies, little white lies

Little white lies, little white lies

Little white lies, little white lies

Little white lies, little white lies