Capo 1

Intro:  Dm   F  (2x)

Verse 1: 
             Dm                         F
 It ain’t complicated Well I’ve grown to hate it
    Bb 	  	  	                 C
I never liked the taste of crow But baby I ate it
                   Dm                          F
They tried to warn me They said that you were ornery
    Bb                                                     
So don’t bring me those big brown eyes and tell me that you’re 
G              Bb                     C
Sorry You might as well throw gasoline on a fire

Chorus:
             F      C      Bb
The way you lie
     F           C                      Bb             F
You lie like a priceless Persian rug on a rich man’s floor
          F           C                       Bb            F
Yeah you lie like a coon dog basking in the sunshine on my porch
          Dm          Bb                             C      F
Well you lie like a penny in a parking lot at the grocery store
               Gm                 Bb
It just comes way too natural to you
             F     C     Bb
The way you lie

Verse 2:
                 
That ain’t my perfume, I bet she had a curfew You told me you 

were out with the boys and baby I believed you So why you 

lookin’ so nervous You know you kind of deserve this I ought to 

kill you right now And do the whole wide world a service Well my 

daddy’s gonna straighten you out Like a piece of wire, like a 

piece of wire

Chorus 2:
                 
The way you lie

You lie like the man with the slicked back hair who sold me that 

Ford Yeah you lie like a pine tree in the back yard after last 

month’s storm Well you lie like a penny in a parking lot at the 

grocery store It just comes way too natural to you The way you 

lie

Bridge:
 Bb 	  	  	  	         Dm           F
Well I tell you what I’m gonna do I’m gonna drive to the big old 
                       Bb                                         
muddy river I’m gonna park my car in the middle of the mile long 
A 	  	         Dm                     F
bridge And then I’m gonna cry  Well maybe just a little
 Bb
Then I’m gonna slip off the ring that you put on my finger
      C                                   F    F/E*   F/D*
And give it a big old fling and watch it sink
             C        F               C             Bb
Down, down, down And there it’s gonna lie until the Lord comes 

back around

Ending Chorus:
             
Because you lie like a priceless Persian rug on a rich man’s 

floor Yeah you lie like a coon dog basking in the sunshine on my 

porch Well you lie like a penny in a parking lot at the grocery 

store It just comes so dang natural to you
               F     C     Bb
The way you lie
               F     C     Bb
The way you lie
           Bb
Well it’s what you do, it’s who you are


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