And I loved your lies
They sounded just like
I wished the truth could be.
I haven’t lost that love
Because when I think about
How it should have been
It should have been like
You said it would be.
There was a beautiful soul trapped
Inside of those ugly patterns.
They went too far
Or maybe you just went too far
To go without them.
I could still hear your voice
Cracking on the phone.
Hoping you just did not understand
What you were saying
Because what you did, had to be lies.
Maybe part of me is wishing
What you were saying was all lies.
I think it would be easier to do it then…
If you were just all villain.
But you were that little girl then
You were the victim.
And I’m sure the bruises remind you
Of those things your father did to you
Even if these bruises are from your own blows.
And I have to let you die,
You’ll die with your words
That were the lies and the truth.
I’m just sorry for it.