What Lies Beneath
Mouth full of lies
Face frozen, unreadable
Eyes black, hot coals
Outside sweet, inside pure evil
“I love you,” you whisper
Hands all over
Until morning you own me
Bound to a tawdry bed
Out of all your lies,
“I love you” was my favorite
You were so coy
Slick like a fox
Folding me into your box
Twisting and turning
Finding my breaking point
Pushing me over the edge
Fists fly, fighting back
Sick of your head games
You’re just a well-dressed fool
You only think of yourself
Rubbing salt into my wounds
Calling me back, hands so gentle
Stop trying to get me back into your web
I’m already gone, this fly got away
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