Everything is beautiful
Cotton fields, the open road
Your radio plays a song
We both know, we don't sing along

La la la la la la
These little lies
La la la la la la
These little lies
These little lies

Words can be daffodils
Or a fire in an open field
I'm sitting here in the ash
Stupid words, I can't take back

La la la la la la
These little lies
La la la la la la
These little lies
These little lies

There's a devil on my shoulder, babe
And I believe too many things he says
I'm fighting these fears as I find the truth
And I'm sorry for hurting you

La la la la la la
These little lies
La la la la la la
These little lies

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Christine McVie, Eddy Quintela Mendonca