When this song became my favourite song I wrote the list it sat on top For weeks it pushed the others down down But I never reached the bottom of the list
And I would cry and cry Cause it would lie and lie And I would cry and cry Cause it would lie and lie
Fast forward one month
When this song became my favourite song I wrote that list with it on top For weeks it pushed my favourite song down Second third and fifth But I never reached the end of that list Time has torn that list to pieces I know
And I would cry and cry Cause it had lied and lied And I would cry and cry Cause it had lied and lied
Why did that song have to lie to me Why couldn't it be just another It was the wrong song as long as this went on It was the wrong song as long as this went on It was the wrong song as long as this went on It was the wrong song as long as this went on It was the wrong song as long as this went on It was the wrong song as long as this went on It was the wrong song as long as this went on It was the wrong song as long as this went on It was the wrong song as long as this went on
For years I put my faith in print As if the truth could be discovered there My list could hold my soul intact Like paintings like Photographs
Why did my song have to lie to me Why couldn't it be just another It was the wrong song as long as this went on It was the wrong song as long as this went on It was the wrong song as long as this went on It was the wrong song as long as this went on It was the wrong song as long as this went on I never should have put my favourite song on the list I never should have put my favourite song on the list I never should have put my favourite song on the list I never should have put my favourite song on the list I never should have put my favourite song on the list I never should have put my favourite song on the list I never should have put my favourite song on the list