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Jul 2014
Mrs Lies is the best,
That lie just keeps getting better,
She only wants to make a mess,
She’ll never leave if you don’t let her,
It’s just easy to say yes,
Drink that whiskey to stay sober,
Takes her problems off her chest,
And rests them down upon your shoulders

You think you finally reached the end,
My finger’s just touched the trigger,
Making your problems fake pretend,
Just makes them so much bigger,
Just give it time to mend,
Sell what’s left to the highest bidder,
Say you’ll always be her friend,
Even though you've never really met her

How’d I rip apart your precious heart?
When you never had one at the start

I say I’ll see you later on,
But I’ve never really ever seen you,
Don’t care if something’s wrong,
There’s nothing I can do,
A lifetime feels too long,
I don’t think I’ll make it through,
I’ll sing you that old song,
Repeating that lie doesn't make it any less true

I’m not going to lie,
I don’t want to try,
I don’t need to say why,
This is my first and my last goodbye
Bryn Dawes
Written by
Bryn Dawes  Essex
(Essex)   
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   --- and Pushing Daisies
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