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Lier


We fell in love, It was easy to do. I always thought, That I could trust you. Two months in, And we were having a ball. But when I heard the truth, We took quite a fall. All my trust, Out the window it flew. When you came home, With new perfume on you. I asked you where you'd been, For weeks you'd been home late. It'd be over, if you lied again, And you squirmed like live bate. I ask you again, And you bite your tongue. Cause no more lies, Will there be sung.
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