You were bad before you left a good life
To chase the palm trees swaying in the light
Do you say what you mean
You are only sixteen
And it goes
And it goes

You know that you’re really not a dancer
Or good at reading other people’s minds
They are two-faced in the mirror
No vacation from here
And you go
And you go

The arrangement of lies
In a party of spies
Pick a good one, do it right
The arrangement of lies

You know that you’re really not a dancer
Or good at reading other people’s minds
So you make a choice to leave a good life
To chase the palm trees swaying in the night
What you see in your mind
The bright side of a dark line
And it goes
And it goes
The arrangement of lies
In a party of spies
Pick a good one, do it right
The arrangement of lies

The arrangement of lies
In a party of spies
Pick a good one, do it right
The arrangement of lies

The arrangement of lies
In a party of spies
The arrangement of lies
In a party of spies
The arrangement of lies
In a party of spies
The arrangement of lies
In a party of spies