I’m picking liars from in front of my eyes And taking them as friends. I know my fate is to suffer in silence, But I know not to what end And maybe I will never know, but I still have hope, That one day things will work out well tomorrow. We’ll have to wait and see what happens. God only knows; But I will face life head on, hiding behind my pillow.
There is a pit of deceit, full of lines you speak And if I try to escape you drag me back in, With unbroken promises, at the present time; But history shall repeat itself once more, as shall the fact you lie.
Everyone is a liar and they can’t handle the truth; If I showed you how I really feel, I wonder…would I still be with you? Or would my truth expose your lies And make us both face the facts? That I love you, but you don’t love me; I guess you could never tell me that.
Some people in love dream of loving another; The deceitful people always flock together. I am a mentally weak human being; You hurt me inside and you killed all my dreams.