I like you
I like you... You lie..

Gifts of paper, but with hearts sincere
In every ribbon, a bond, a wish clear
Discarding lies, I find what I hold dear
A pure love, the finest gift-giver here

Gifts wrapped in secrets, come knocking on doors
With smiles that hide, what's truly in store
In boxes of surprise, where truths may stray
But beneath the wrapping, intentions weigh

Sweet words, empty promises, like forgotten gifts in the cold
Yet hope lingers, amidst the lies told
Seeking a love, that shadows can't hold
A truth untold, waiting to unfold

Gifts of paper, but with hearts sincere
In every ribbon, a bond, a wish clear
Discarding lies, I find what I hold dear
A pure love, the finest gift-giver here

No more gifts, I seek only what's real
Lie (you lie...)
A gaze that understands, without the need to conceal
In this world of facades, I search for the feel
Of a love that's present, in its entirety, the ideal

You lie...
(lie... lie... lie...)

You lie

Gifts of paper, but with hearts sincere
In every ribbon, a bond, a wish clear
Discarding lies, I find what I hold dear
A pure love, the finest gift-giver here

Gifts of paper, but with hearts sincere
In every ribbon, a bond, a wish clear
Discarding lies, I find what I hold dear
A pure love, the finest gift-giver here