I'm Beginning to Believe My Own Lies

(A. Urban)



I don't make the same old places that I used to

And I seldom let you cross my mind

And I tell myself I'll soon forget you

That it's just a matter of time.



I tell myself that I don't miss you

That the tears will never find my eyes

But I've told so many stories

I'm beginning to belive my own lies.



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I have burned all the letters that you wrote me

And I took your picture from the frame

And I pretend that I've never known you

That I never mentioned your name.



I tell myself that I don't love you

That the tears will never find my eyes

But I've told so many stories

I'm beginning to belive my own lies.



I'm beginning to belive my own lies...