Truth and Lies
Was it better was it worse
That is the question
Did any memories remain
Of past public perception
She asked him what he'd thought of her
Before she gave him the message
The sight of her filled him with fear
Wanted to bash her head in
Something inside his mind insisted
It must have at one time been different
And he told her they were dead
But she could not believe
It's hard to tell
When truth and lies seem like the same fucking thing
And when she said
A few illicit acts, in fact, that was just straight defiance
He would retain his mind but mind you would not remain compliant
Something inside his mind insisted
It must of at one time been different
And he told her they were dead
But she could not believe
It's hard to tell
When truth and lies seem like the same fucking thing
And when she said she betray
He feels like somethings wrong
Like words are missing
His internal thoughts are an anachronism
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa
And he told her they were dead
But she could not believe
It's hard to tell
When truth and lies seem like the same fucking thing
And when she said she betrayed him
He could believe
Because she
Betrayed him too
That is the question
Did any memories remain
Of past public perception
She asked him what he'd thought of her
Before she gave him the message
The sight of her filled him with fear
Wanted to bash her head in
Something inside his mind insisted
It must have at one time been different
And he told her they were dead
But she could not believe
It's hard to tell
When truth and lies seem like the same fucking thing
And when she said
A few illicit acts, in fact, that was just straight defiance
He would retain his mind but mind you would not remain compliant
Something inside his mind insisted
It must of at one time been different
And he told her they were dead
But she could not believe
It's hard to tell
When truth and lies seem like the same fucking thing
And when she said she betray
He feels like somethings wrong
Like words are missing
His internal thoughts are an anachronism
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa
And he told her they were dead
But she could not believe
It's hard to tell
When truth and lies seem like the same fucking thing
And when she said she betrayed him
He could believe
Because she
Betrayed him too
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Writer(s): Jon Simoneau
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