You're so used to having your way
People hanging on to every word you say
You snap your fingers and everybody jumps
But beauty is as beauty does

That pretty web you weave
Spun on threads of gold
Is a tempting thing indeed
But I know better than to get too close

I'm old enough to know that

All that glitters will surely catch the eye
Like dew drops hanging on barbwire
And I ain't going to be the next in line
To fall victim to The Kiss of a Liar

You don't mean to hurt nobody
But the ones you cling to only end up sorry
They got so tangled up in your spell
That all that's left of them is just a shell

That pretty web you weave
Spun on threads of gold
Is a tempting thing indeed
But I know better than to get too close

I'm old enough to know that

All that glitters will surely catch the eye
Like dew drops hanging on barbwire
And I ain't going to be the next in line
To fall victim to The Kiss of a Liar

All that glitters will surely catch the eye
Like dew drops hanging on barbwire
And I ain't going to be the next in line
To fall victim to

All that glitters will surely catch the eye
Like dew drops hanging on barbwire
And I ain't going to be the next in line
To fall victim to The Kiss of a Liar