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You ask why I live such a lie

I respond while looking you straight in the eye

It is the only way I know how to get by



You ask why is that the only way

It just happens that every single day

Something goes wrong and I can't get away



You ask why can't I truthfully speak

Everytime I try my tongue gets weak

Then I look away and my eyes begin to leak



You ask why do I lie if it makes me cry

I would rather hold it in and slowly die

Then be alone with no one at my side