Sinister Lies

Tell me again, your sweet sinister lies
Cross your heart and hope to die.
Tell me again how she was only a friend,
Only one kiss that's the end.
Tell me again why you sneak out at night
To run errands, not to sleep out, is that right?
No warm bodies rubbing against each other,

nothing more than just friends loving each other.

Tell me again about your love for me

That same love that seems to leave your heart and body.
So tell me again, your sweet sinister lies.
I want to hear them, speak louder this time.

 

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