we whisper white lies between dark truths
flame-like tongues flicker between teeth
a friendship dependant on what you're able to prove
hoping to appear naive
but nothing to lose
a soul feared, is a soul had
her lipstick smeared, a moment
i wish i could go back
and stop myself, resist
temptation, and tell myself
resist temptation
do it for your future self
he'll be glad you did
but that didn't happen
'cause here i am, trapped in
this passive
aggressive, sad and obsessive
tragic and mixed message flashing
it's getting - me sick