liar, liar, you've got something you're hidding,
hidding, that you dont want me to know about.
is it a secret from before we first met ?
is it a secret fantasy you made up in your head ?
why can't you just reveal everything that's on your mind ?
i know you dont think that i have the time
for such games, for such foolishness, but honestly, baby,
all i have ever done was care about you.
the jealousy of your friends,
your stories and their loose ends,
my fraile and twisted mind just can't help to combine your words.
your words, in my thoughts, twist into every little thing you've ever thought.
i dont know what to say to you now,
i have a different opinion of you somehow.
why couldn't you have just come out and said it ?
well, fine; it's over and i've hope you read this.
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