The Lie

Stories told that slowly came apart
Following the pulse of a loveless heart
You cannot win the shady game you’ve played
You hide behind the door in the bed you’ve made
Fabricated tales for your sharade
A misguided lost crusade
You, you can’t escape the lie
No matter how hard you try
The future will reveal the reasons why
You poorly chose to lie
As you’re walking toward the ledge
You feel a coldness closer to the edge
Never looking back at what you’ve said
Never thinking how it might be read
Someday you will slip up and be shown
Beside the guilt you own
You, you can’t escape the lie
No matter how hard you try
The future will reveal the reasons why
You poorly chose to lie