Liar, liar hanging there,
How does it feel when people stare?
Do you return their wicked glare?
Or try too hard to breathe the air?

Liar, liar why are you dead?
Is it because of the words you said?
Your body is apart from your head
Lying in a box-like bed

Liar, liar did you see this as your fate?
Or were you among the others in this debate?
Either way it's too late
That's why you now stand at hell's gate!