lies lies lies

Lies. She's tired of hearing your lies.

Excuses. When will you stop feeding her such petty words.

She doesn't want to keep staring at two faces, torn up over which she should believe.

She never thought you could ever lie to her but I guess she was wrong.

Do you know how much she beat herself up for having torn you apart? But I guess you weren't torn enough or you wouldn't have turned your back to her so quickly. She sits there, watching the stars pass by.