(Linda Thompson - Betsy Cook)

They say a woman's a fool for weeping
A fool to break her own heart
But I can't hold the secret I'm keeping
I'm breaking apart.

Can't seem to mind my own business
Whatever I try turns out wrong
I seem like my own false witness
And I can't go on.

I cover my ears
I close my eyes
Still hear your voice
And it's telling me lies, telling me lies.

You told me you needed my company
And I believed in your flattering ways
You told me you needed me forever
Nearly gave you the rest of my days.

Should've seen you for what you are
Should never have come back for more
Should've locked up all my silver
Brought the key right to your door.

I cover my ears
I close my eyes
Still hear your voice
And it's telling me lies, telling me lies.

--- Instrumental ---

You don't know what a chance is
Until you have to seized one
You don't know what a man is
Until you have to please one.

Don't put your life in the hands of a man
With a face for every season
Don't waste your time in the arms of a man
Who's no stranger to treason.

I cover my ears
I close my eyes
Still hear your voice
And it's telling me lies, telling me lies.

I cover my ears
I close my eyes
Still hear your voice
And it's telling me lies, telling me lies.

I cover my ears
I close my eyes
Still hear your voice
And it's telling me lies, telling me lies...