I only look good to you
in the rear view mirror
In the retrospect of looking back
when you have nowhere else to go
You offer up apologies
and expect me not to notice
the subtle hidden lies
Your kind words are years too late
and laced with the same poison
that killed the love
I once trusted you with
And what do you expect me
to say or do when I know your words
rarely carry any weight of sincerity
And I see nothing different
in the rear view mirror
and looking back I can only wonder
how did I ever find your lies beautiful