Picked up the afternoon paper And went leafing through the local news When I Saw all the false accusations About the situation We allegedly had been through Those lies, lies in black and white Then I tuned into the station And I listen to My favourite DJ play He spoke of rumours and opinions As the backlash grew All they thought they knew were lies Lies in black and white Theres two sides to every coin Keep telling yours you just might begin to believe it You're laboring in the vacuum I never felt at ease with you in the room You're still squeezing the very last drop of juice From the rotting fruit While all you spew are lies Lies in black and white Theres two sides to every coin Keep telling yours you just might begin to believe it Harmonica solo Theres two sides to every coin Keep telling yours you just might begin to believe it I see a man in a whisper Your words are twisted bitter You dupliticious quitter You once said "You'd make a pretty good Christian" I laughed "How would you know?" With your hate in tow And your lies Lies in black and white Lies in black and white