The Lies were better
The gossip  was sweeter
I'm slamming my fists against his chest
I never appreciated the effort all that pretense took
I didn't see how much simpler it was
Not to know

I don't want to know

When the rumors began to unravel
I was the one who tore them apart
It was as sadistic as ripping a flowers' petals away  
to see inside
I saw all I needed to see and more
I saw it all before my time
I couldn't stop the Lies from falling at my feet
I tried to patch them together again, gently,
but they fell apart
and unraveled
some more.

Now I will always know
And I will always remember how the Lies
crashed into my mind
Like the rough waves of the sea
that leaves violent indentations on the sand before they leave again
silently

I never really knew him
Until the Lies began to unravel
I heard the rumors and he fell a little further
When I put my face to close to the fire
I was hungry for answers, but I didn't know
That I don't want to know
and they
burnt his memory ever so slightly
Then the truth escaped
and he was set on fire.

The night was better
The Lies were easier
living in darkness makes it easy to put out the flames
Living in this daylight is too bright, too real.
I loved the subtle distortions
but now they've become ugly truths