Will wrote this one as he started to realize he was falling for Shea, the woman he meets while the band is stuck in a snowstorm in Minneapolis. Shea has accused all musicians of being liars; Will has assured her that he is really a physicist by profession, which he is, despite the fact that he’s on tour with Damon.

Liar

There’s one just like you back in Toledo
Can’t even remember her name
And that girl I saw twice in Miami
Yeah, she made me feel the same

I’m not even a musician. You say musicians lie.
So back up; plug your ears to me. I’ll only make you cry.

You’re not special to me, Minneapolis,
Stared into eyes like yours before
My heart loses its rhythm all the time
Don’t think you’ve made me feel more

I’m not even a musician. You say musicians lie.
So back up; shut your eyes to me. I’ll only make you cry.

I don’t think I could ever love you
I’ve seen prettier girls around
Known smarter women; more compassionate ones
In many other towns

I’m not even a musician. You say musicians lie.
So back up; close your heart to me. I’ll only make you cry.

I don’t get nervous when you’re around. My palms don’t even sweat.
I don’t get jealous when you talk about all the other guys you’ve met.
Minneapolis, I’m not falling in love with you. If I can’t have you, I won’t die.
Fuck, the only truth I’ll admit to you is this whole song is a lie.

I’m not even a musician. You say musicians lie.
So come, open your heart to me. I’ll never make you cry.

I’m not a musician.
I’m not a musician.
This whole song is a lie.
I’m not a musician.

Love Will ©2016 Lori L. Otto

Liar

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