I went to a cobbler
To fix a hole in my shoe
He took one look at my face
And said, «I can fix that hole in you»
I beg your pardon
I’m not looking for a cure
I’ve seen enough from my friends
In the depths of the God-sick blues
You know I am a liar (Liar)
You know I am a liar (Liar)
Nobody helps a liar (Liar)
'Cause I’ve been down to Dixie
And dropped acid on my tongue
Tripped upon the land
Till enough was enough
I was a little bit lighter
And adventure on my sleeve
I was a little drunk
And looking for company
So I found myself a sweetheart
With the softest of hands
We were unlucky in love
But I’d do it all again
We built ourselves a fire (Fire)
We built ourselves a fire (Fire)
You know I am a liar (Liar)
You know I am a liar (Liar)
And you don’t know what I’ve done
And by the rolling river
Is exactly where I was
There was no snake oil cure
For unlucky in love
To be lonely is a habit
Like smoking or taking drugs
And I’ve quit them both
But man, was it rough
And now I am tired (Tired)
It just made me tired (Tired)
Let’s build ourselves a fire (Fire)
Let’s build ourselves a fire (Fire)