Why don't you tell me the truth,
say that in my face,
my tears will never heal my scars,
nor the guilt upon my face,
I know you ate that piece of cake
and cheated on that test,
I know you just lied,
so why don't you confess.
a little white lie couldn't a fly,
mayby thats stretching the truth,
100,000 medics couldn't heal the lives
you just took.
You can't blame lies on some one else
no mater who they are,
it makes not a difference if they
are a hobo or a superstar.
the sad news is that without lies
the world would slowly decay,
the world we know know and call or home
would in fact resign as the economy faded away
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