My heart almost caught fire
Beating me inside like a drum
Doing me like I was dump
Maybe I was doomed
But I was never that
I try to say you are
Giving you my styles
There was never a time
Where I left you go lack
I try all my bests
These were something you preferred
And you see them in my vibes
But why did you ignore it ?
You got me shouting for nothing sake
There were something I never expect
why did you say those things.
We were better without lies
You see sometimes I preferred to lie down
On the floor where I was
I still say and called you my love
I don’t wear sneakers which you know
But how come you sneak on me
Where did you make that decision from
I am sure not inside the house
I hope you understand what you have done
Where you keep sitting
And the things you have need
Those are not your things
You should have get it since
But you choose to throw away the key
Making the kisses empty
Making me to feel deep in
I rode off my bicycle
Never will I fall for the lies.
I didn’t mind any of it then
But right now I am on the pathway
I can see the lies in the tracks
I will sweep them far away
Just don’t asked me why
I don’t like the lies
Sometimes it makes me sigh
I wish you change that style.
Most people will tell you everyday that they preferred the truth no matter what it is, and if it was something that was to make them feel bad, they better experienced it, and understand that, none were lies.
Yet, the annoying part are the beautiful lies, where he/she color it in a very attractive color, but when we scratch it a little, the real color will come out.
