Denial - White Lies

You look from the roof to the smoke on good nights

Tall dreams at the beck of the stars seem alright

Your heart aglow

'Cause you know, you know

It was all raised up for your life

For your eyes

You live in the quiet that was sewn for good wives

Four kids — with the cat, might as well be called five

Oh, you know, you know

It’s all for show

The city winks at your smile

It’s your style

You know it’s not denial

Not denial, not denial

Time is a fickle thrill

It’s not denial, not denial

And there’s a kind of heat

You leave behind when you go

It’s not denial

Not denial, not denial

You lust for a love with the feel of old shoes

Great highs never brand, but the lows are all bruise

They know, they know

'Cause a childhood shows

A prize is hard to refuse

No excuse

You swear you’ll come home in the week of New Year

No leaves on the oaks, oh, the past is too near

Oh, you know, you know

How they miss you so

Wish you all the best with old tears

With old fears

You know it’s not denial

Not denial, not denial

Time is a fickle thrill

It’s not denial, not denial

And there’s a kind of heat

You leave behind when you go

It’s not denial

Not denial, not denial

You know it’s not denial

Not denial, not denial

Time is a fickle thrill

It’s not denial, not denial

And there’s a kind of heat

You leave behind when you go

It’s not denial

Not denial, not denial