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Liar, Liar


Liar, liar

you broke my heart first

you set my flesh afire

I gasped as you let go of my hand and watched me burn

liar, liar

why would you do this?

why would you steal my heart and then crush it like grass beneath tires?

why did you snatch away my first kiss?

liar, liar

don't you think I was too young to be broken?

or was the idea of me falling for your trap too much to admire?

you stole my soul as a trophy, you kept it as a token

you laughed in the face of my pain, with a black soul of menace

liar, liar, I hope one day you feel what I did, I hope one day you regret this.

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