| Song | Sugar Coated |
| Artist | Janelle Loes |
| Album | Here and Now |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I listen in | |
| Your voice doesn’t waver | |
| As you tell me fables | |
| Like they’re days gone by | |
| I’m drawn right in | |
| As you tell the story’s | |
| That make me sorry | |
| I can’t call them mine | |
| The tales that make me dream | |
| and sigh | |
| You can wrap it up | |
| With bows and strings | |
| Or dress it up in pretty things | |
| You can laugh it off or sing it sweet | |
| But the sugar coated truth | |
| The Sugar coated truth | |
| The sugar coated truth | |
| Is still a lie to me | |
| I could float away | |
| Like a handful of balloons | |
| When my heart is as light | |
| As a sunny afternoon | |
| And I’m an easy mark | |
| Cause I’m so naive | |
| I’ll believe anything | |
| Thats paired with honest eyes | |
| sink my teeth in chocolate covered lies | |
| You can wrap it up | |
| With bows and strings | |
| Or dress it up in pretty things | |
| You can laugh it off or sing it sweet | |
| But the sugar coated truth | |
| Is still a lie to me | |
| A poisoned apple | |
| Lying at my feet | |
| Looks exactly the same on the outside to me | |
| And I wouldn’t know the difference | |
| Till it broke the heart | |
| That it intended to deceive from the very start | |
| You can wrap it up with with bows and strings | |
| Or dress it up in pretty things | |
| You can laugh it off or sing it sweet | |
| But the sugar coated truth | |
| Is still a lie to me |
| I listen in | |
| Your voice doesn' t waver | |
| As you tell me fables | |
| Like they' re days gone by | |
| I' m drawn right in | |
| As you tell the story' s | |
| That make me sorry | |
| I can' t call them mine | |
| The tales that make me dream | |
| and sigh | |
| You can wrap it up | |
| With bows and strings | |
| Or dress it up in pretty things | |
| You can laugh it off or sing it sweet | |
| But the sugar coated truth | |
| The Sugar coated truth | |
| The sugar coated truth | |
| Is still a lie to me | |
| I could float away | |
| Like a handful of balloons | |
| When my heart is as light | |
| As a sunny afternoon | |
| And I' m an easy mark | |
| Cause I' m so naive | |
| I' ll believe anything | |
| Thats paired with honest eyes | |
| sink my teeth in chocolate covered lies | |
| You can wrap it up | |
| With bows and strings | |
| Or dress it up in pretty things | |
| You can laugh it off or sing it sweet | |
| But the sugar coated truth | |
| Is still a lie to me | |
| A poisoned apple | |
| Lying at my feet | |
| Looks exactly the same on the outside to me | |
| And I wouldn' t know the difference | |
| Till it broke the heart | |
| That it intended to deceive from the very start | |
| You can wrap it up with with bows and strings | |
| Or dress it up in pretty things | |
| You can laugh it off or sing it sweet | |
| But the sugar coated truth | |
| Is still a lie to me |
| I listen in | |
| Your voice doesn' t waver | |
| As you tell me fables | |
| Like they' re days gone by | |
| I' m drawn right in | |
| As you tell the story' s | |
| That make me sorry | |
| I can' t call them mine | |
| The tales that make me dream | |
| and sigh | |
| You can wrap it up | |
| With bows and strings | |
| Or dress it up in pretty things | |
| You can laugh it off or sing it sweet | |
| But the sugar coated truth | |
| The Sugar coated truth | |
| The sugar coated truth | |
| Is still a lie to me | |
| I could float away | |
| Like a handful of balloons | |
| When my heart is as light | |
| As a sunny afternoon | |
| And I' m an easy mark | |
| Cause I' m so naive | |
| I' ll believe anything | |
| Thats paired with honest eyes | |
| sink my teeth in chocolate covered lies | |
| You can wrap it up | |
| With bows and strings | |
| Or dress it up in pretty things | |
| You can laugh it off or sing it sweet | |
| But the sugar coated truth | |
| Is still a lie to me | |
| A poisoned apple | |
| Lying at my feet | |
| Looks exactly the same on the outside to me | |
| And I wouldn' t know the difference | |
| Till it broke the heart | |
| That it intended to deceive from the very start | |
| You can wrap it up with with bows and strings | |
| Or dress it up in pretty things | |
| You can laugh it off or sing it sweet | |
| But the sugar coated truth | |
| Is still a lie to me |