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Secrets Are No Fun.

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I walk like I'm conscious

of myself

I'm only conscious 

of yourself

I guess everything is about you

 

I talk like I'm conscious

of nothing

But I'm conscious

of some things

I know all the things to break your heart. 

 

You see I'm not allowed to tell

But how can you not tell...

 

 

The sly look

I notice sideways

See what you don't see

Oh that look

the fear in his eyes

that you don't see

Sweetheart

I won't tell you, you're a liar too

Secrets secrets are no fun

secrets secrets hurt someone. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Wrote this when I found out a friend had cheated on his wife...

and I wasn't supposed to tell. 

But she had so many secrets too, so I didn't feel too bad. 

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Cheater

Deal out the cards
Hold them fanned.
Put up a guard.
Look at your hand.
Play the game
Of skill and lies.
Were all the same
With our disguise.
Pound your fist down.
Stand up.
Dont make a sound.
Alchohol in the cup.
Drink and drink.
You start to change.
Look at her and wink
Your deranged.
She has a nice body
And a decent face too.
She wants to get naughty
And so do you.
Lead her back to the hotel.
Have a good night.
She left the number for her cell
What a delight.
Fix your tie,
Put your ring back on.
This is your lie:
You were working till dawn.
Drive back home real fast
Your wife and kids smiling.
"Daddy, your here at last!"
You walk to the next room dialing.

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Now That the Truth Comes Out

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Break Ups

 

What have I denied you

What'd I hold back

You know I just 

Don't like bein lied to

That's all I ask

But no, you didn't care

I promised passion

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Still Be the Same

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With every breath

I feel like life

Has slipped away

Thinkin there's nothin left

So I'm drowning today

In a pool of tears

Too much to see

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Artificiality

A kiss to me you never meant
Her taste still present on your lips
Your clothes still covered in her scent
And you come home to me again

 

And what am I to think of you?
What am I to take as truth?
We tear apart and rearrange
Just like a Baptist's Bible page

 

Staring at my roses there
I'll admit just to be fair...
It was just how you swore it
Fake flowers never died
You found a way around it--
They never were alive

 

It's time to close this casket
Pretend we won't regret it
((It's time, it's time))

 

We'll read the eulogy this time
Make sure that every word's just right
We'll play the parts of mourning hearts
Make-believe we never lied

 

Her perfume is on your coat again
You smell like pure and utter sin
And your breath reeks of cigarettes
Hug me cold, ask forgiveness

 

What have you left me to do?
What am I to think is true?
Cross your heart and hope to die
"Hail Mary"'s just won't save this time

 

Staring at my roses there
And I'll admit just to be fair...
It was just how you swore it
Fake flowers never died
You found a way around it--
They never were alive

 

It's time to burn this body
The remnants are rotting
((It's time, come time))

 

We'll read the eulogy this time
Make sure that every word's just right
We'll play the parts of mourning hearts
Make-believe we never lied

 

Another day your deceit did work
Another night you worked so hard for

 

Turning faith and love to ash
Kiss regrets into the past
((It's time, my love))
The time has come

 

It was just how you swore it
Exactly how you swore it
Fake roses never die...
We never were alive

Author's Notes/Comments: 

*For Bartley [May 1, 2007]

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