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right to wrong


 

You think you’re so smart.

 

You feel like you’re right.

 

You walk around happy

 

thinking she’s alright

 

But this is one truth we need to unwind

 

 

 

You lie to her and think she doesn’t know

 

You tell her one thing but mean another

 

You say you’ll come home at eight,  

 

but you show up tomorrow,

 

meanwhile she’s on her bed suffering

 

 

 

You say you’ll help out,

 

but make a bigger mess

 

For her to clean over

 

Can’t you see her wallow in pain?

 

What can you possibly gain? 

 

To me it’s worse than a shame

 

 

 

You think she doesn’t know

 

about how you have fun.

 

Not like the others running on grass

 

No, you mess with another kind of green

 

You really think she doesn’t see?

 

 

 

The headaches she gets

 

Are more expected from

 

Than you doing right from wrong

 

 

 

Of course she gave you life.

 

But you’re slowly taking hers.

 

And what’s goanna happen

 

When she’s gone and were alone. 

 

 

 

Are you going to change?

 

Fix your life and rearrange?

 

Too bad it’ll be far from late.

 

When you lost it all,

 

For nothing to gain.

 

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