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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