I want expensive not cheap
And all the secrets that you keep
Should be quietly put to sleep
Not then not when not yet this week
I have told a thousand lies
But this time he is surprised
Cut the alibis from my eyes
From my eyes
Eyes
One sample of your wit
You ask me round to baby-sit
Just sat there smiling from a pit
Is the goddess of the vimly lit
I have told a thousand lies
But this time he is surprised
Cut the alibis from my eyes
From my eyes
From my eyes
I want you pretty not polite
And all those compliments you invite
They should burn by candlelight
Not tomorrow next week but just tonight
I have told a thousand lies
But this time he is surprised
You cut the alibis from my eyes
From my eyes
From my eyes
I have told a thousand lies
I have told a thousand lies
From my eyes
I have told a thousand lies
This time he is surprised
I have told a thousand lies
I have told a thousand lies
| 1 | Song For Whoever |
| 2 | Perfect 10 |
| 3 | One Last Love Song |
| 4 | Manchester |
| 5 | Woman in The Wall |
| 6 | Just A Few Things That I Ain't |
| 7 | Les Yeux Ouverts (Dream A Little Dream Of Me) |
| 8 | Mirror |
| 9 | The Table |
| 10 | Dumb |