ye jhuth bolti hain, roz bolti hain
jhuth bolti hain, roz bolti hain
aisi bewafa ki, kisi baat me na aana
jhuth bolti hain, roz bolti hain
aisi bewafa ki, kisi baat me na aana
jhuth bolta hain, roz bolta hain
jhuth bolta hain, roz bolta hain
isko roke koi, gale pad gaya diwaana
jhuth bolti hain, jhuth bolta hain

dikhane me kaisi bholi, surat ki kitani acchhi
shukr khuda karta jo hoti ye thodi si bhi sacchi
dikhane me kaisi bholi, surat ki kitani achchi
shukr khuda karta jo hoti ye thodi si bhi sacchi
aafat hain tu kayamat hain tu, ye aadat nahi hain acchhi
jo bhi chaahta hain, bole ja raha hain
isko roke koi, gale pad gaya diwaana
jhuth bolti hain, jhuth bolta hain
aisi bewafa ki, kisi baat me na aana
jhuth bolta hain

kal tak to mere hi liye tha
hay iska jina marna, hay isaka jina marna
aaj jara gusse me hain, mujhse ruth gayi hain varna
varna jhuthe kahega mujhe bada pyaar tha yahi na
pyaar maangati thi roz maangati thi
aisi bewafa ki, kisi baat me na aana
jhuth bolta hain, roz bolta hain
isko roke koi, gale pad gaya diwaana
jhuth bolti hain

ye mujhko huaa kya tha hay ve channa
maine tujhe kyu thukraaya hay ve channa
maine tujhe kyu tukraaya
aaja khidaki khuli dil ki hay ve mundiyaa
hay tu hi nazar aaya hay ve dhola
tu hi nazar aaya
are re re re are re re re
thahar lage hain tu fir bana rahi koi bahana
jhuth bolta hain, roz bolta hain
isko roke koi, gale pad gaya diwaana
jhuth bolti hain
jhuth bolti hain, roz bolti hain kya
aisi bewafa ki ha, kisi baat me na aana
jhuth bolta hain, jhuth bolti hain
jhuth bolta hain, jhuth bolti hain

She whispers lies, a daily art,
She whispers lies, that tear apart.
From such a faithless heart, forever flee,
She whispers lies, incessantly.
From such a faithless heart, forever flee,
He weaves his lies, a constant plea,
He weaves his lies, for all to see.
Restrain him now, a madman bound,
She whispers lies, and lies resound.

So innocent the face she shows,
A beauty blooms, yet falsehood grows.
I thank the heavens, if truth would gleam,
A sliver bright, within the dream.
So innocent the face she shows,
A beauty blooms, yet falsehood grows.
I thank the heavens, if truth would gleam,
A sliver bright, within the dream.
A tempest thou, a judgment day,
This habit's grip, it won't give way.
He begs and pleads, his wishes known,
Restrain him now, a heart overthrown.
She whispers lies, a daily art,
From such a faithless heart, forever depart,
He weaves his lies.

But yesterday, for me alone,
Her life, her death, were all my own,
Her life, her death, were all my own.
Today in rage, she turns away,
Or else, she'd say, "I loved you, nay?"
She’d claim, “No love remained, you see?”
She craved affection, constantly.
From such a faithless heart, forever flee,
He weaves his lies, a constant plea,
Restrain him now, a madman bound,
She whispers lies, and lies resound.

What spell, alas, had seized my soul?
Why did I cast you from my hold?
Why did I cast you from my hold?
Come, the heart's door, it stands ajar,
You, my love, my guiding star,
You alone, my sight did fill.
Oh, she stalls, the excuses build.
He weaves his lies, a constant plea,
Restrain him now, a madman bound,
She whispers lies.
She whispers lies, a daily art, pray,
From such a faithless heart, forever stay away,
He weaves his lies, she whispers lies,
He weaves his lies, she whispers lies.