Lies cling to your lips,
Like tar to a heavy smokers' lungs.

Your words have the same effect as nicotine,
You can't stop, can you?

What's that sound?
Oh there you go,
Coughing, spluttering, choking.

What? Cat got your throat?
Or is it that web of lies you call an alibi that you're trying to feed me ?

Your neck bleeds with the self inflicted scratches from your fingernails,
Your eyes begin to bulge, like they're going to pop from their sockets.

Is it hard to breath with the fire you've created?
Do those smoke plumes heave as you exhale through those lungs?

You're on your knees know,
What do you see?

Do you see the pain you've caused?
Or shall I push you down a little further?

I hope you choke on that alibi,
Goodbye,

Rest in piece,
I know I will,
Liar Liar