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Actions creak floorboards

Chiseled wounds reopened

No words are spoken

Guillotined tongue used to hide lies

Cut to the point,

She says

Cut me free,

Cut me away

I know that won't do a thing

Cause I've tied no rope, I exclaim

Never snuck up on you with chains

When the floorboards are creaking

We both know you're the one 

Playing dangerous games

With your cunning eyes

Your lying lips,

You don't say a word,

Just deliver deception 

With a longing look

And a kiss

I'm the one,

Marybeth,

Who has to escape this

Raider breeches border

Spring thaw invites new conquest

No words are spoken

Every soft step used to hide signs

Cut-to-the-throat

Intent

Well, cut me free

Cut me away

You know you won't change a thing

Cause you've tied the rope, bound these chains

I've never been

A master of escape

But there's one secret

One set of words

I've never spoken,

To you never said

And in this one way

I can hold my breath

Longer than Houdini, dear

I've never been 

A master of escape,

Yet there's one secret

One set of words

I've never spoken to you,

Never said

Believe me, Marybeth,

Trust me, in the end

I always find my way

And your cunning eyes

Your lying lips,

You don't say a word,

Just deliver deception 

With a longing look

And a kiss

I'm the one,

Marybeth

Who has to escape this

And believe me, Marybeth,

Your turn to read my lips

I always find my way