Mr. Closed Doors
Emotions running wild
So confused with himself
Damn thats not his style
Usually he’ll be really happy
But today he just feels crappy
He decides to let some steam off his chest
Hoping things will get better
But the pain ain't’ gone yet
With everything said
He goes to bed
They still talk and bicker
About all that happened before this past winter
Words and events that was never mentioned
It surely change their perception
Of how they see her
Now he regrets telling
Laying in his bed
He starts to hear yelling
Maybe he should have let it go
If he did or did not
They’ll eventually know
Lies oh lies
You’ve changed their lives
From having to clue
To being so shocked they don’t know what to do
He lays in his bed as hours go by
Replaying the tears coming from their eyes
Why Lies oh lies?
Why did you have change their lives?
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