throw the body in the lakennand take a chance that no one finds outnnnnyour life is stories that you fakennand rake like leaves behind younnnnso row the boat into the baynnand say you've lost your compassnnnnyour life is pieces that you playnnand maybe they will trump usnnnnblow the kiss you never feltnnand belt your wife for smilingnnnnlove is lying by yourselfnnalone awake and cryingnnnnhoneynneven if you knewnneven if you knewnneven if you knewnnwhat lies, what lies behind that honeymoonnnnnsew the ribbon round your throatnnand coat your mouth with honeynnnnyour life is books you never wrotennand tote only for moneynnnndig a hole into the groundnnand pound the earth in outragennnnyour life is treasures that you've foundnnand drowned in lakes that you've madennnnshow the soul you never hadnna fad that will not save younnnnyour life is hiding all the badnnand sad smiles that break younnnnhoneynneven if you knewnneven if you knewnneven if you knewnnwhat lies, what lies behind that honeymoonnnnnhoney if you took back all the promises and ringsnnand little things and when he sings would you still knownnwhat lies behind that honeymoonnnnnmovies that you make and you hit stop and you hit playnnand the scenes are day by day would you still knownnwhat lies behind that honeymoonnnnncomb through all facts to learn his words are rather headynnsays he's ready to go steady would you still knownnwhat lies behind that honeymoonnnnnpies that you will bake when you are sittin in the kitchennnare you listenin to what your missing would you still knownnwhat lies behind that honeymoonnnnnbe the first to crack when your new love must be measurednnunder pressure under pleasure would you still knownnwhat lies behind that honeymoonnnnnsuckle on the lack of all the hugs you never gotnnand if you rot it's what you bought would you still knownnwhat lies behind that honeymoonnnnndew lies on the haystack you were tied and you were tetherednnlike a feather in stormy weather would you still knownnwhat lies behind that honeymoon.nnnnbe the first to crack when your new love must be measurednnunder pressure under pleasure would you still knownnwhat lies behind that honeymoon